Most definitely NOT a failure, Dana. You filed your taxes already! That counts as early in my book.
He fell in love mostly, most of all, with Clawdeen from Monster High.
Well who wouldn't?
Barbies must be the dolls one plays with when one plays dating. I notice that dress-up games aren't pretend dating, they are pretend pirates, or hobbits, or elves, or wizards.
I know those orange chairs well, ita.
Much better to nap than what I usually do, which is spend that hour FREAKING OUT about how I'm NOT PACKING.
My entire family has chimed in to say my head was bigger at age 13, but most hysterically my father mas minutely explained that's not how I wore my hair. Of all the people to dwell on that detail...but he's right. I wasn't one for mirrors and I wasn't combing my own hair, but when I think of lying down, he's right about there the plaits were. Am totally amused.
I just watched yet another movie where someone takes the place of another person totally because they look identical. Although we most often are cheering the usurper on (this was Source Code) doesn't that premise say very little for individuality? Never mind how hard it will be to know what my routine is, and passwords are, etc, is the premise that you just get entirely new friends? I think it would be hysterical to see what pieces of my life my doppleganger tried to reconstitute.
I had to look up fartlek.
I imagine it as something like this, only, you know - other end. [link]
Lee, Fella is simply adorable. Those eyes!
Also, Liese, the new hair is cool. Complicated looking, so I hope it's not complicated upkeep.
sara, maybe it's time to either stop worrying about the time or cross train and then go back and see how that works on times? Maybe it's a slump of sorts.
I'm not looking forward to work tomorrow, esp because I have a parent meeting and a meeting through lunch. Blargh.
Thanks, Ginger. I have no idea what they're doing that knocks me off my URL from some IPs and not others, but whatever it is, it's really annoying. Some emails go out, some are throwing errors, but apparently if I wanted to use work resources to do shit, I'd be fine.
way too much shouting going on outside. Argh.
Taxes filed! Now I can return to my regularly scheduled life.