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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I dress for the opera; well, I wear heels anyway. It's just the others who don't. Some do, of course, but you also see jeans. I'm all for dressing up, but I think people should wear what they want--the important thing is that they go, not what they wear.
And sure, opening night is very fancy. Also fancy? The Nutcracker. People, especially all the little girls, dressed for that. It was super cute.
After picking the black suit,
::fist pump::
Well, that was going to happen! It's a Black and White party! I need a black suit!
Maybe I should go to the opera. And wear a black suit.
~much ma for Jilli's mom.
Very spiffy, P-C.
megan, they invited you because you are cool, not because you look cool. (Not that you don't look cool.)I'm sure Buffistas can help you come up with something that says semi-formal scruffy chic and yet is still you.
Haven't watched this video yet:
What's causing the mysterious mass animal die-offs? Buttsecks.
Cindy Jacobs, a "respected prophet," says birds and fish may be dying off en masse because of the repeal of Don't Ask, Don't Tell. In other words: buttsecks kills.
"From Pokemon cards and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, to Marilyn Manson and psychic hotlines, this nation is under siege," she warns in her new book.
But Marilyn Manson and Buffy have been around for a while. Why are they killing birds now?
Very nice, P-C!
Some days, I love my job. I bet 3 students that Auburn would win the game last night (yes, I went to Bama, but my family went/goes to Auburn so I always root for them as long as they're not playing Bama). 2 girls are now walking around school with 5 or so ponytails all over their heads and one boy is walking around school in the ugliest 1986-era prom dress (and I say that having gone to the prom in 1986).
They make me giggle every time I look at them.
Today I am taking my knitting and going to hang out with my mom's quilting group. Should be a hoot.
I am feeling like I am on the verge of totally fucking up several projects at work. I think everything will be OK, but am still anxious. I guess I shouldn't have another cup of coffee, huh.
I am going to go to work for at least half the day! Or maybe more, based on the fact that I have about 9 hours of work waiting for me already.
Jesse, decaf??
Go, Perkins! Do overdo, though. The work will still be there tomorrow.