Shir! You're such a fucking rock star! I'm so proud to know you.
Damn. Lost another Fresh Maker today. Late too many times. Tough ass kid who's been to prison nearly cried. Such a fucking bummer.
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Shir! You're such a fucking rock star! I'm so proud to know you.
Damn. Lost another Fresh Maker today. Late too many times. Tough ass kid who's been to prison nearly cried. Such a fucking bummer.
Damn, Shir, that's fantastic! You're changing the world.
Family~ma to everyone who's got family that needs ~ma.
P.-C., your parents continue to surprise me. I know some cultures don't really "do" the pet thing and thus don't get why sometimes having an animal in your house is a GOOD thing, but seriously now. How have they kept themselves completely insulated from the surrounding culture all this time? Or do they simply think that while pets may be fine for white devil people, an Indian person wanting a pet is just ridiculous?
Spidra, my sympathies to you and your mom. My sister and I are going through much the same thing right now. We're inundated with the stuff that came from my grandparents' house, which was also my mother's house, so it was filled with three generations of, you know, beloved crap. Now that the house is sold, all that precious detritus is in OUR houses. And we know her kids don't give a crap about any of it. We've picked out the things we want to keep, and now we're trying to get rid of the rest, but we're both so mentally exhausted by the emotional weight of it all, we can't even complete a listing on Craiglist, never mind dealing with eBay. I imagine we'll end up stuffing it all in our attics until spring, have a yard sale, and donate whatever doesn't sell to the Goodwill. (Frankly, I think we should just skip right to donating it. Nothing here is worth much, and it's not worth the time and energy spent.)
Yay, Shir! That's great news!
Shir that's totally and completely awesome! Go for you and your hard work!
Shir! You're such a fucking rock star! I'm so proud to know you.
Dude-- what smonster said!
Shir, that's incredible!
Rock ON, Shir!
Shir, your story should be disseminated far and wide to show what one person getting peeved can accomplish.
Please tell me that everything being shut down and gridlocked around here due to the freakish weather isn't A Sign for my book release?
No, it just means that people have time to cuddle up with your book and their hot beverage of choice and bask in its awesomeness.
Wow, I'm thrilled for you. Congratulations! My brother is district Democratic chair again...he says he's going to appoint me as a precinct person. He's impressed by all my phone calls. So, if Alan Grayson is right(Which is a decent position to take in matters outside the sartorial sphere), I'm good with my mom and the Democratic Party, which means I have one friend to make up with. It's a big one, though. God. Can't exactly leave that in a voice mail. (beep) Man, I'm sorry about thinking you don't exist for twelve years...what the hell was I thinking? Of course you have lots of other friends...maybe I should have been more understanding? So, what do we do now, coffee. Up to you. Bye.