Sing it, Sister.
I'ma let Cory sing for me: [link]
Also, I have a "service heart." [link]
'Underneath'
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Thanks for that link, smonster.
Which is really, really annoying, but something I have to keep reminding myself of.
Knowing may be half the battle, but it's the really fucking comparatively easy half.
Knowing may be half the battle, but it's the really fucking comparatively easy half.
So true!
Knowing may be half the battle, but it's the really fucking comparatively easy half.
Dude, your wisdom, it is wise.
Jilli, is this a relative of Clovis?
Quite possibly, yes.
I thought a freecycle guy flaked out on me, but I just checked my email and saw that I had an email from him saying that I'd given him the wrong phone number. I had -- I typed 2 instead of 3. I've learned that my cell phone number is just one digit off from the phone number of a congressional office, though.
And the exclamation at the beginning of this made me laugh.
Oh, Taylor Momsen. Why?
Also, I have a "service heart."
I'm very service-oriented; my problem is that I am in no way selfless, so I really need validation of my service. Nothing huge, but I do need to know that my service is recognized, and its use is recognized (as in, wow, what you did makes things run so much more smoothly around here, thanks!).
So I don't know if I can call myself service-oriented if I'm also all about getting recognition for it.