I was thinking that. I'm going to see what the other bike shops have to offer first. Since I'm so close to the bike trail that runs through downtown, there seems to be 4 or 5 bike shops in the vicinity. We'll see if the others have trikes or not.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I have a very important question.
How does one blow up a Peep in the microwave? I need instructions in case I decide I'm crazy enough to do this with the kiddos tomorrow.
How does one blow up a Peep in the microwave?
Wonderfully, there is a WikiHow article on the subject: [link]
I love the internet!
Don't forget Peeps jousting: [link]
I have sold my car! After a goddamn month. Read the whole sordid tale.
Happy anniversary, Laura and Brendon!
Aims, that does suck a lot.
Is it bad that I hesitated to apply for a job because it's near my mother?
That depends on how often she would expect you to come over for lunch.
Oh, crap, Empress. I'm pole-axed. I'd agree, though, that it sounds like spineless incompetence, rather than malice. And there is the tiny little kindasorta bright side that it didn't kick in straight away, but - JESUS, it sucks donkey dick. So sorry, love.
Empress, I'm sorry. Did they tell you about the pay cut when you originally switched jobs?
I suck. I overslept and missed therapy. I really thought I was past the point of doing that. Now to get myself together in time for my hair appointment.
My life just jumped shark. Seriously, I don't believe the stuff that's happening anymore. On the other hand, you can't make this shit up.
The girl who reported me to the dean of students at my first college, which eventually led to me getting kicked out, just sent me a friends request on FB.
Seriously? Seriously? I just...I can't make this shit up!