Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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Urgh!
I have a friend on FB. She's a friend from HS, she's a great woman, lots of fun, but HMOG needy and intruding. She invites herself to EVERYTHING if you post it where she can see it. I should be able to post about plans I make with people without worrying about her inviting herself somewhere I don't necessarily want her to go. Jeebus.
t will not loose perky feeling, will not lose perky feeling, must listen to perky music
It sounds like she wants it. How old is she, 19 or 20?
Yeah, 19, turning 20 in December.
(But I particularly like the line how you're "so old" -- you're what, 28? Is that like 100 in Indian non-married years? Like non-nuptial dog years?!
Oh, I'm already past my expiration date. It's a wonder a woman would be even remotely interested in marrying me.
Go Max go! Pack on those pounds!
Hint to file away for future reference: a tanning salon isn't a perfect substitute for natural sunlight, but it helps.
While that may be true, it's also *much* worse for your skin than even natural sunlight. [link] I think investing in a light box would be a much better choice.
Also? When the fuck did it become my responsibility to tell people about programs like Angel Food Ministries. I just had 2 people at work give me shit about not telling them about it two years ago! WTF???
Solstice schmolstice. I am in Spokane where it is 49 degrees and pouring rain. Brrr!
Ah Spokane. I was just threatening to take Kristin there to visit so she could see where I lived for five years.
I am in Spokane where it is 49 degrees and pouring rain.
It sounds lovely. It's 90+ here for the foreseeable future. It's not a dry heat.
Does anyone know where I left my drill?
Does anyone know where I left my drill?
Are you building an air-conditioner?
I think I'm going to randomly drill holes in things and see if it helps.
No, I theoretically was going to take a break from computer arguing to finish a raised bed outside. A raised bed I was planning to put together with screws. I even looked where the drill is supposed to be, although that's really a long shot. I remember seeing it in some odd place and thinking "I should put that up." I have a 1,300-square-foot one-story house and I spend my life looking for things.
Oh, I'm already past my expiration date. It's a wonder a woman would be even remotely interested in marrying me.
Oh, no doubt! You're curdled, like manmilk...