I was thinking more when I had a bf to occupy a day. my head may be in a boy crazy place at the moment.
Bunnies frighten me.
Anya ,'Help'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
msbelle - Feb 09, 2014 5:40:47 pm PST #19678 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
msbelle - Feb 09, 2014 5:41:20 pm PST #19679 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Non-greasy bengay, my ass.
that may burn.
sarameg - Feb 09, 2014 5:53:42 pm PST #19680 of 30000
Only my arms and shoulders. As much as my glutes hurt last monday, I didn't go there.
Burrell - Feb 09, 2014 5:55:18 pm PST #19681 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Ha ha msbelle! I like my boss and I like my job, but calling in dick for work? Almost worth it just to do it.
So the SO just sent me a singing telegram for Valentine's while he was away on tour! Awww.
That is incredibly sweet and romantic. You are a lucky lucky woman.
When will I learn to just buy a box of valentines instead?
I'm with sarameg on that one, but I'm also with you, Kat. We never buy store-bought valentines either. But unlike Kat I'm lazy. Usually we just make them out of construction paper. This year the kids are going to draw a picture and we'll make color copies.
msbelle - Feb 09, 2014 6:01:30 pm PST #19682 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Sometimes you need a mental health day.
sometimes…
I'm gonna have interesting dreams. I can already tell.
Burrell - Feb 09, 2014 6:04:54 pm PST #19683 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I was taking the "calling in dick" idea the same way Scrappy was, but now that you mention it... hmmmmm.
the sugar cookies that we got at the grocery store for his lunch.
What is it with those cookies? My kids love them, their cousins love them. I think they are vile.
sarameg - Feb 09, 2014 6:09:15 pm PST #19684 of 30000
I loved 'em when I was a kid. Now they taste like pasty over-sugared flour. I suspect the sugar is the draw. And the colors.
aurelia - Feb 09, 2014 8:32:30 pm PST #19685 of 30000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Calling in dick (either interpretation) amuses me.
I was not productive today. I finished the book I was reading and watched the latest episodes of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Supernatural. I was becatted for much of that time. Tomorrow I must do laundry.
meara - Feb 09, 2014 8:39:17 pm PST #19686 of 30000
I shared "calling in dick" with the friends I was hanging out with (we were making valentine's day cards! Or, well, I hemmed some pants and made like, one card, while my other friend made 15) and they were highly entertained and by the time I left (seven hours after I got there) we were pretty slap happy and giggling about calling in dick tomorrow. Which very much confused the person who'd just gotten there and was crashing for the night, who was actually contemplating calling in sick tomorrow, having us be like 'Hahahah! you SHOULD CALL IN DICK!! AHAHAH!!"
sarameg - Feb 10, 2014 2:55:36 am PST #19687 of 30000
I am so goddamned sick of layers.