'First Date'
[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.
Apparently, state and local govt can opt out of certain requirements for the part that is "self-funded" rather than provided through an insurance policy. The quotes are theirs. Now, if somebody could just translate that to English... Buncha dodgy fuckers. Sounds like fancy accounting. This is also how they're getting to do their "let's charge fat people and smokers more" initative.
Our plan year starts July 1st. But our FSA follows the calendar year. Not to complicate things more or anything.
And while I'm bitching, why can't my iPhone find the fucking 3g network today? Dammit.
I think most things we're "expected" to do as adults have little or no real reason behind them. There might be other, better ways to do things now - like paying bills online - or they might just be unnecessary - like making the damn bed every day. I mean, really, who cares?
I pay all my bills online. There's no way I would ever get anything in on time otherwise. As for making the bed, I like the feeling of getting into a nicely made bed where the sheets aren't all tangled up already. Plus, I had enough years of summer camp that I have a pretty strict ingrained sense of what a made bed should look like.
We are just watching the Simpsons and Bart uttered what is now my tagline. It is far too fitting.
Oh, ND. Cold comfort.
Thanks for indulging my rage blackout. I'm going to walk the dog and go to bed. At least my iPhone has found 3G after a sync and reboot.
I heard of some study that said making your bed just gives the dust mites a warm dark cozy place to live, while leaving the sheets exposed might kill some of them off, which would be better for allergy sufferers. What's the point anyway? You're just gonna mess it up again in 16 hours, or less if you're as fond of afternoon naps as I am.I stand by this study 100%. Although, if someone is coming over, I try to at least make the top blanket spread out and look a bit tidy. Alas, my sister took a double helping of the cleaning gene, and left me with none. Oh well.
AFAIC, there's absolutely no obligation to pay bills in any one particular format, old- or new-fangled.
We are just watching the Simpsons and Bart uttered what is now my tagline. It is far too fitting.
I seriously saw that one just a couple of nights ago! Isn't it the one where whatshername, the country singer, cut the word "Pop" out of everything because her dad stole her song and gave it to the Dixie Chicks? (The cutting-out being what led to Bart's comment?)
Why?! For the love of Mother Earth, do these kids think it's a good idea to play these drums in the parking garage?!? There is so much reverberation, you can't hear any beat at all. It sounds like a very bad thunder effect. And I stress *BAD*!!
My parents are in Maine now. I wanted to go, but couldn't take the time away from getting ready to move. My mother has decided that I'll miss Maine less if I don't hear about them doing things that I like doing, so she's been telling me that they're going for lobster every night (my father forgot and told me where they were actually going last night), and has somehow managed to not mention the beach at all in our phone calls.