I do often want to say: See my resume, yeah? OK then.
But that also doesn't work.
I am not happy with my clothes for today, and now I'm sitting in the room while the housekeeping lady changes the bed and stuff, and it's kind of awkward. Why couldn't she have come when I was elsewhere? Which was a lot of the morning, and will be a bunch of the afternoon? Ah well. The life of a high-flying executive? Not so much.
In more fun news, I did get a bag of conversation hearts at CVS for 9 cents.
How peculiar. isup.me says livejournal's fine, but I can't get to it. Need to post, dammit.
Conversation hearts are the sugar hearts with the words on them?
How peculiar. isup.me says livejournal's fine, but I can't get to it. Need to post, dammit.
Yeah, down for me as well.
Yeah, I was trying -- again -- to get it to load, and no luck.
S. looked at all of Sara's conversation hearts on Valentine's Day after the story about the kid who found a dirty one. I forget what it said -- something like "nice tits" or whatever.
Conversation hearts are the sugar hearts with the words on them?
Yes. I love them! I kind of think it might be genetic, though, since they are local to me.
Do you capitalize both parts of a hyphenated word in a title? Like, for instance, "Summary of Treatment-Emergent Adverse Events"?
It seems like so many capital letters! If only this document were frickin' consistent.