but the mantle is not the place for your hand cranked drill.
Ahahaha! You and I may have hooked up with clones.
if I have a giant neon sign in the backyard for NO REASON I am going to flip out.
Two words: Drill. Press. I'd totally take a giant neon sign over that monstrosity.
PC, when you pack the suit, pack it in the dry cleaning bag. The biggest cause of wrinkles is friction, so packing in the bag will help reduce that.
There was a tornado in (over?) my town this morning
What?! That is not supposed to happen.
Ahahaha! You and I may have hooked up with clones.
Sweet, gentle, adorable, junk-hoarding clones
I am going to pass out right here at my desk. I have no desire to check preview, particularly because I know something is wrong (the creative wasn't in the ticket last I looked) and so there's no point. My whole dept is gone (except for
annoying
coworker
)
I just want to go home and eat some ice cream, snuggle the doggies and watch tv.
Cholesterol tests came back still high. Poop! So now they want me to take pills.
Collectors, hoarders, curators. It's a fine line. Here's my DX Mike, in his NYC apartment, which was featured in an issue of Time Out New York, in their running section on weirdos. He neatened things up quite a bit for the photo shoot, of course. In the first photo, the baby head on the right? That's the one I once found in the freezer.
I miss him.
Oh, and? The Hassellhoff/puppies thing? NEEDED the ooga-chuka song.
Man, when you guys said it was a NSFW Shar-Pei shot, what came to my mind was SO MUCH WORSE than The Hoff in his Suit of Puppies. I'm relieved.
Of course, now that I've thought of it, I've collapsed the wave form, and what I was thinking of must now exist somewhere, or soon will. ... my apologies, shar-pei.
That is not supposed to happen.
SRSLY!
Sucky news about the cholesterol, msbelle.
Collectors, hoarders, curators. It's a fine line. Here's my DX Mike, in his NYC apartment, which was featured in an issue of Time Out New York,
I remember seeing that. That would bother me less because things are grouped and have a place. Whereas, I feel like at my house guests feel like, "I'm just going to put my coat in this closet...O hai there's a fridge in here!"
That would bother me less because things are grouped and have a place.
Oh, for sure. OTOH, there's a lot to be said for living with someone who *doesn't* have a near-obsessive need to group and place things...