How does one blow up a Peep in the microwave?
Wonderfully, there is a WikiHow article on the subject: [link]
Xander ,'Lessons'
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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!
WTF, vw? Craziness.
I'm seriously tempted to let you guys write my little note that goes along with the ignore. That could be really fun. We could explain what "friend" means...with some nice and foul four-letter words for her poor conservative brain to digest.