I agree with Amy and ChiKat, Cash.
I think I need a do-over for this morning. Several things aren't working right, plus my boots aren't right with this dress.
'Jaynestown'
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I agree with Amy and ChiKat, Cash.
I think I need a do-over for this morning. Several things aren't working right, plus my boots aren't right with this dress.
700 pound bear, eluding capture, terrorizing Lake Tahoe, snacking at the fridge.
"I have a refrigerator in the garage. He opened it up, drank a gallon of orange juice, opened the freezer above and munched two frozen pizzas and snacked on frozen chicken," Philpott said. "He broke all the shelves and racks out of the refrigerator, bit into some fruit punch and squirted it all over everywhere, then dragged the trash can outside and took a crap the size of a basketball on the front lawn."
I'm willing to bet these aren't the only incidents with that kid, either, Cash. Behavior like that tends to be across the board.
I'm tempted to ask, "is he a little asshole to everyone, or just us?" I'm going to mention it to his classroom teacher just as a concern and see what she says.
I made a blood donation appointment for Thursday. Now I shall be forced into clean living by necessity, or miss out on an exciting raffle opportunity.
And fortuitously, I brought in a necklace I received on mistake from Etsy to give to a coworker, who also brought me a belated birthday gift today.
I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.
My forearms are getting sore from typing. I'm not sure what to adjust to optimise my ergonomics. But I have a lot of typing to get through today.
I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.
a million times this.
I am ready for my afternoon nap. Alas, I am at work.
This is why all offices should contain nap pods.
There is so no way I could go to sleep all exposed like that in a public place where I knew people.
We have a "first-aid" room downstairs that is complete with a padded bench and is available to be signed out to those who desperately need a lie-down. If I mention that I'm tired to the receptionist while I'm chatting with her at lunchtime, she always suggests I take advantage of the nap room, but I never have.