Ugh, you guys, I don't understand how I feel WORSE today. If I can get this goddam proposal out, I am no way coming in tomorrow, snow day or no. Jesus.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
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.
Sorry, Jesse.
Wow, that might be the White People-est sandwich ever.
Inorite?
But I'm afraid the chutney isn't made from local organic fruit?
But I'm afraid the chutney isn't made from local organic fruit?
smonster, I'm afraid you're going to have to ask. I need to KNOW.
smonster, I'm afraid you're going to have to ask. I need to KNOW.
Okay. Anything else I should ask? Want a drink? I printed the voucher, and there's no limitations that would affect us.
Also, paid my credit card bill. BOO. YAH.
Hmmm, Zenyatta and Bernardini. . .
Want a drink?
Naw, I have a lifetime supply of seltzer, a growler of beer, and ten kinds of tea bags. You know, the usual. But if you don't want any of that, then you should probably get something, because that's all I (ever) have. Besides coffee.
Actually, I think there's some wine in the fridge. But I think it's from October.
OMG, y'all. One of my students sneezed so hard he banged his face into his desk. Between gasps for breath, I made sure he was okay (he was) then totally fell over laughing. Funniest thing I've seen all week.