Awwwww, Mac is trying to sabotage his tutoring and get out of karate tonight. Adorbs
Dear child, my sadness can flip into anger given even the slightest push. Dare ya.
Xander ,'Showtime'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Awwwww, Mac is trying to sabotage his tutoring and get out of karate tonight. Adorbs
Dear child, my sadness can flip into anger given even the slightest push. Dare ya.
Dear Mac,
Settle down and study, then get thee to karate. Your mom? A little scary. I wouldn't push her.
Good lord. The dean actually thanked me for doing something (which he has done before), but who would expect the Dean of Continuing Studies and Vice-Provost for Life-Long Learning to end his thanks with TWO exclamation marks. Of course, it's always possible it's being sent by his PA, because she's got rights to send from his account. Still.
Timelies all!
I don't know if I was ever a picky eater. Before I got my tonsils out when I was 5 I didn't eat a lot, but that was probably due to have strep throat often. After getting them out I ate nearly everything my parents served me. (Not liver. Smelled nasty, and my mom cooked it to the consistency of shoe leather. Needed a =lot= of ketchup for that.)
Now I find there are a number of things I don't like, or only like certain ways.(Onions have to either be chopped finely in a sauce, or breaded and fried. Raw onions are =right= out.) I can usually find something to eat wherever we go, and I like many different types of international cuisine.
...And that was more than you really wanted to know about my dining habits.
I do feel like I'd be torn, as an adult, on a kid being picky--some things are just annoying, but as an adult I STILL dislike mushrooms and raw onions (love cooked ones), and I doubt any amount of coaxing or demanding would've changed that.
I hate raw onions, they're too acidic. I'll eat caramelized onions out of the pan once they're cool enough.
Oh, Mr. Sweaty Man, please stop wafting your shirt. The bus is now filled with your smell, and I can assure you that your scent is not a pleasing one.
CMoS
I know this is Chicago Manual of Style (CMoS); IEEE style is based on it, but every time I see this my brain says "complementary metal-oxide semiconductor (CMOS)" and then "what? no, that's not it."
A random stranger at work stopped to tell me I have pretty hair. I suspect a lurker, right?
That's perfect, Allyson.