Because in my household procrastination is a refined art form, I am buying my parents' Christmas gifts today. My mother is the most difficult person on earth to shop for, I'm sure. I know she really likes this relatively expensive moisturizer - is that an acceptable gift? It feels really dull to me, but I do know she likes it.
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Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
Merry Christmas to me! I have finally cleared all my projects, turned on the out of office, ordered a ham as big as my head, and, to fulfill a promise to myself that I whiffed on this summer, rented this place for a week in July: [link]
Through a combination of cordless drill, hammerS, wedge, screwdriver and brute force, we've got most of the nails out. Seven nine- inch nails seem a little excessive for a disposable stand.
Because in my household procrastination is a refined art form, I am buying my parents' Christmas gifts today.
I still haven't bought my Dad a Hanukkah present, and that was over a week and a half ago! I figure he was raised Catholic, so technically I can get him a Christmas present and not be late.
Through a combination of cordless drill, hammerS, wedge, screwdriver and brute force, we've got most of the nails out.
bon and bob have discovered the true meaning of Christmas!
Seven nine- inch nails seem a little excessive for a disposable stand.
That's how Trent Reznor likes it!
bon and bob have discovered the true meaning of Christmas!
Have they ever put together a bicycle in the middle of the night? That's when I learned that Santa swears.
zuiza, if it's an expensive moisturizer and she has any remnants of puritan guilt, she probably feels vaguely guilty buying it and would think it's a great present. I once gave my mother 12 bars of Dove soap, so what do I know?
Yes, we have taken it off the cross. It yet lives!
That's probably more the true meaning of Easter.
That's probably more the true meaning of Easter.
Tim made a joke last night about Easter and a Lazarus Pit.* This proves that I have REALLY succeeded in (1) making him a more blasphemous person and (2) info-dumping Batman knowledge into his brain.
*(A Lazarus Pit is what R'as al Ghul [and other characters] has used to rise from the dead. Repeatedly.)
OK! I have had choir practice, finally went to the new burger place on my corner, been to the post office, and definitely DEFINITELY finished Christmas shopping. Now I'm going to sit for a while, then I will clean and wrap.