Oh, that is sad. That happened to a friend of mine, although I could have told her on her wedding day she shouldn't have been marrying the guy (for his sake, not hers). Eighteen months later, they were separated.
Amy gets to see baby bump.
Whose? Where?
The kids next door gave Sara this robot bank from Sharper Image, and I can't figure out how to turn the thing off. I'm in her room sorting through books to donate and generally clean out junk, and the thing keeps beeping and flashing and ASKING ME HOW I AM and I just yelled, "I hate you, that's how!" I feel like Phoebe with the smoke alarm.
Dag, the Pete and Pete Reunion sounds like it was awesome.
I hate how sincere a wedding can be, and then a marriage still dissolves. It makes it all more mystifying to me.
Dildo in question: [link]
I just bought toilet paper it turns out I don't like because I had a coupon and I wasn't paying attention. TWELVE ROLLS. It remains to be seen how this works out.
It sold out in only a few hours! I couldn't get tickets for it.
It sold out in only a few hours! I couldn't get tickets for it.
I'm not blaming you! I'm sad for you. And myself by extension.
fyi - Santorum has a pretty serious Ohio problem. He didn't turn in the proper number of delegates for all counties in Ohio and so he may not appear on all the county ballots for Super Tuesday.
It is impossible for him to win Ohio at this point. ABC news broke the story Friday night.
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Speaking as an Ohioan, let me just say my heart just bleeds for Santorum.
I prefer to dedicate a different bodily fluid to him.
I grew up in tornado country, and I've been through three. I used to say I preferred them as a natural disaster because you could go into a shelter and wait it out, and the path was narrow so even if one hit, you were unlikely to be in its direct path. But these big tornadoes are something else, taking out whole towns.
Here we have drought and wildfire, and I'm not fond of either, I must say. The drought is a little worse because it affects everyone all the time, but the wildfires are so bad and scary and there's nothing you can do about them except get out of their way. It's stressful to be evacuated or to host evacuees, and there's often a lot of misinformation because the duration of the disaster is so long. Earthquakes and hurricanes happen, but then they finish eventually. Wildfires often take months. Which is good in terms of loss of life, but also stressful.
Yay for Cinci folks getting together! Our music store's coffeeshop just did their soft open and I met up with a friend there today, so that was nice.
Gawker or Jez reposted a story about this Whitney Houston greeting (??) card, and like buzzfeed, I'm trying to work out in which situation you give that to someone. Is that ever an answer? It's gotta be a gag gift.
Speaking of gifts, the vendor we did a project with gave me the strangest branded swag I've ever gotten in my two decades of IT--a wine cooler bag. It's big enough to fit a neoprene wine crate, but tailored to fit as a plane carry-on, and has wheels and a handle. And their logo.
I don't even know. I've never owned that much wine at one time, much less bought it in one shot. It's such a weird thing to assume everyone in the project is a drinker, and a wine drinker, and sufficiently an afficionado that that would be appreciated. I mean, statistically assume, anyway.
Internally, we got pens and stick-on cellphone screen cleaners with the project logo on it. The pens are pretty decent and the reusable screen wipes are undeniably handy for just about everyone, even if totally random. Project logo is on my phone all the time now. Pretty nifty.
Damn, I really do need to tidy my living room.
