Hil is tearing minty plants, pass it on.
I need ice cream.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hil is tearing minty plants, pass it on.
I need ice cream.
Hil is swearing at twenty aunts, pass it on.
Shirl, my sister's gf, sent me a Father's Day card. This is what she wrote:
The boys are off fishing so they can't sign your card but they appreciate being fathered especially since it means that you may spend eternity in hell.
Awww....
Aw, tommy, they appreciate you!
My longest commute was hour-and-a-half, each way. Shortest was 15 minutes each way. I hated commuting. Thankfully I never had to use public transport. Me + annoying humans + stress + no escape = nervous breakdown +/- eviscerations. I am grateful to whatever gods sometimes smile and pet me that my commute these days is down the stairs and past the kitchen.
Hil is carrying Fentimans, pass it on.
Has Steph left for the shore already? I missed calling my mother to wish her a happy birthday, and I blame her. A cold, emoticonless email will have to do.
Happy birthday, Steph!
Thankfully I never had to use public transport.
I always thought I would prefer driving, since I could smoke and crank tunes, but in NJ to NY traffic, I think that's when I would have killed someone (or possibly many). I got so much reading and napping done on the train.
Hil is daring sycophants. Pass it on.
When traffic is bad, my commute is 5 minutes. If I decide to walk instead, it's 15 minutes.
Hil is dating a sink of pants. Pass it on.