Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
[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.
Speaking of my phone, I discovered that I can now deposit money in my checking account with an iPhone app. I just take a picture of the front and back of the check and the money is deposited instantly.
I'd rather take a picture of the check and have the iPhone spit out the cash.
Mmm, noodles. (My mom was ordering Chinese food, and I asked for rice noodles with sesame sauce. She didn't know whether I meant the wide rice noodles or the skinny ones, so she got an order of each.)
I have no intention of paying twenty to thirty bucks more a month for a data plan, I don't need one of those fancy-schmancy phones with the Internet inside them.I think that's English, but I don't quite understand the words. I was hesitant to get the iPhone. But the level of frustration in syncing contacts from an Apple was high, so I bit the bullet and did it. Life is all different now. I can't imagine not having e-mail on my hip. And all the cool apps. Heaven.
I'd rather take a picture of the check and have the iPhone spit out the cash
That would be awesome. But also bad.
IIRC, it needs to be black tea, not green or hippie fruit tea, because the tannins in the black tea are what make the capillaries contract.
I started to say this, but suddenly it seemed too complicated to explain. I think my over-exposure to passive aggression over Thanksgiving broke my brain. Anyway, it's the tannins from Camellia sinensis leaves that you want.
Be sure to watch out for things with tiny seeds, Hil.
I love you all. There is showering and getting ready for work in my immediate future, but I wanted to say that before I went.
It's an extension of the new ATMs that can just eat your check and read the amount on it magically, saving you from having to deal with deposit slips and tellers.
Well, except the ATM can read the MICR code on the check. I'm not sure the Apple app does that.
Hey smonster! Thanks for that "sucking at the hind titty" line. I've already put it to good use.
But Mr. Waits does not purvey weak, hind-titty sucking blues to vamp behind Terry Gross and her warm chuckle...
I still do not have a cellphone at all. Yes, there are a few of us left.
I still do not have a cellphone at all. Yes, there are a few of us left.
My brother and SiL don't have them, either. They claim it's because coverage in Vermont sucks, but that's not actually true, based on my ability to use my phone in Vermont. They just like not being reachable 24/7. (I told them that cell phones turn OFF, but they just pooh-poohed me.)