Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Oh, man, tommyrot, that sounds terrible.
Left work, got home fine after just missing the bus, went to the supermarket and made the cashier's day when I thanked her for being there, and shoveled off the front steps. Now I'm waiting for the neighbor to finish snow blowing and I'm going to try to scrape down the sidewalk again.
Aw, one of my co-workers just came walking around the cubicles offering everyone GS cookies. Sometimes people are okay.
I really should put in some overtime and catch up on some of the too much work on my desk right now, but I'm so tired I could cry, so I don't think I will. I don't even know why, my phone says I slept well last night.
Yeah but how does the phone know these things?
I find it best not to question the phone. It knows all.
My phone is willing to tell me these things, but I assume it will lie and tell me I'm sleeping fine, just like it lies and tells me I walk thousands of steps every day. Then again, I'd be even more creeped out if it was actually able to spy on me and know these things.
How come the Bluetooth on my phone can reliably see the iPhone next door but has difficulty seeing the FitBit right in front of it?
Usually when I feel like I've been tossing and turning all night the phone agrees with me, so I guess it's earned my trust on that front.
The Bluetooth, though, I don't know about that. It works when and how it wants to.
Timelies all!
We're supposed to be going to Boston this weekend, for Boskone. Hope the weather isn't too dire there.(Ok, forecast says it will be cucking fold, but no snow this weekend.)
Snow in the forecast for Thursday and Sunday, Sheryl, so I'm not so sure about planning to come for the weekend.
Speaking of coining new terms, I think this one actually fulfills a necessary function in our language. oxt