Me? Make a Joke To Cut The Tension Girl? With the diagnosis? Oh, just a couple million times. Especially since other people don't make jokes about their mother surviving cancer in order to get run down by a car full of clowns.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Mount Scopus library is sexy, yet simple.
Am I the only one who read that as "Mount Scorpius"? And found the rest of the sentence a little unexpected?
That said, I'm glad you like the library, Shir. It sounds nice.
erika, my sister. I could hug you, right now, Bitch.
Someone is wrong on the Internet. I should just let it go, right?
Well, the correct answer is yes. Hopefully anyone relying on his wrongheadedness will see your cited response and research more before accepting his answer.
The simple, unsexy side of Mt. Scopus library: [link]
(If I'm not wrong, that's level 4 - my homebase, history and literature).
You wanna hug it out? {{{Bitches Hug It Out}}} I would have done it sooner, but I wouldn't y'all getting excited. Another thing we've joked about that combines our sick sense of humor and mom's green thumb, when I look at her and just say "hydroponics". We could totally be "Weeds" in real life. But Mom wants to stay a citizen. Dag. I think we are both tough enough to be pot dealers AND put customer relations back in the growth and purchase of cannabis...Mom would totally talk to the pot plants and put "Have a Nice Day" notes in the plastic bags. But, no, I don't even know where that anxiety comes from.
Well, the correct answer is yes.
Thanks...I sometimes second guess my hesitancy to jump into conflict as some sort of girly weakness/inability to play with the big boys. But in this case, I know I'm right, cited my response, and I think the right next step is to just let it go.
But, no, I don't even know where that anxiety comes from.
Damn psychologists.
(With apologize to everyone here who is one and/or find using one effective. It's us, it's not you. Which is the problem to begin with).
Whenever someone tells me "yeah, (I hope) I'll do this and that in the future" I look at him/her, smiling and reply with "ain't false consciousness grand?". And they look at me as if I'm crazy.
I so don't get this.
Actually, I know many great psychologists who aren't using their profession to play little gotcha games with the peasants. But I have met the other kind too.
What are some questions I should ask at the interview? I am brain dead.