I am not going to get into a discussion on Facebook about people's use of the word "thug".
(Nor will I give Miracleman crap for not knowing who Joni Mitchell is, even though it makes me sad.)
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.
I am not going to get into a discussion on Facebook about people's use of the word "thug".
(Nor will I give Miracleman crap for not knowing who Joni Mitchell is, even though it makes me sad.)
Timelies all!
I keep finding more and more reasons not to join Facebook.(Even if a lot of my friends are there.)
yep Suzi, we are done.
hmm, I'll think on possible names.
I'm once again getting amazed at the people who join a facebook group called "What Fat Vegans Eat" and then complain that the food pictures that people post are too unhealthy. Dude, the name of this group was chosen specifically to repel the vegan health police.
I think I mentioned how I haven't really moved my kitchen yet. I have a plate, a bowl, a knife, fork, spoon, a shot glass, and a bottle of Jameson. I'm set.
Unneeded double post. My Jameson likes carrots.
I achieved convincing a volunteer not to fall into the fish pond by threatening to take photos and post them on Facebook after pointing and laughing at him.
Hey, he asked what I would do if he fell. He's lucky I didn't shout "you're gonna die and I'm not cleaning it up!".
He was really afraid of the consequences I promised, so it was kind of rewarding for me. It wasn't the pointing and laughing, but the social media aspect that had him terrified and telling his buddies not to fall into the pond.
Triple post? Never done that. Nothing to see here.
Argh. I dropped off my dry cleaning last week and they told me it would be ready this past Monday. now, it's possible that I might have picked it up on Monday if I hadn't been stuck at the pharmacy for freaking ever, but that didn't happen. Yesterday I forgot about it entirely. I remembered this morning and set a reminder on my phone, both for the time I am supposed to leave work and with the trigger of leaving my work location. For some reason, my phone kept triggering the "leaving work" final all day, so I was constantly shutting off the reminder. And then I forgot to go get my dry-cleaning on the way home. I was even on that side of time for an unrelated reason and completely spaced.
I am a piece of work, is what I'm saying.
Has Suzi moved her kitchen yet? I have a feeling she has access to whiskey...