Oh, Consuela, I'm so sorry. Fuck fucking cancer.
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
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.
I had no idea Beef on wick (I have never heard anyone call it weck, but maybe that is the accent) was a regional dish.
Fuck cancer, indeed.
As much as I liked having Monday off, this short work week is going to be the end of me. I'm so stressed. I'm trying to readjust and juggle deadlines, keeping all my PMs happy. I know I'm going to end up with OT. I'm only part way through today and I feel a tension headache coming on. I don't have time to deal with that. The whole situation makes me want to cry which I have even less time for.
Definitely. Fuck cancer, 'suela. So very sorry.
That game closet made me sad. I like game boxes. I hate non-descript closet. boo.
I've been saying that preferential ballots/instant run-offs would be a major good for democracy in America.
Not that I expect it to go anywhere, really.
Fuck cancer indeed. I'm sorry, Consuela.
As much as I liked having Monday off, this short work week is going to be the end of me. I'm so stressed.
You and me, Suzi. I just want to go back to bed.
'suela, I am so sorry.
I am actually set for pink ribbon! And for all I know, it's you who hooked me up in the first place, Jilli.
Probably, since I tend to wrap things I send in it.
If only the internet had things like big bitching ankh, I might be totally set up.
You will share all clicky-links of ankh pendants, yes? Because my stereotype technology collection isn't done.
Consuela, I am so sorry.