I am also glad Franny gets to do sailing vamp another time. That sounds amazing!
Preserved for posterity before the typo can be fixed. Because a sailing vamp sounds very chic.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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 also glad Franny gets to do sailing vamp another time. That sounds amazing!
Preserved for posterity before the typo can be fixed. Because a sailing vamp sounds very chic.
I don't know how we got the same grandma, Scola. Also, Father's Day can go scratch.(Yes, I sent a card. Although, of course, the timing's all wrong, but better early than late.) Anyway, haven't even heard word one from my dad in six months. He likes to pose like a dad on Facebook sometimes...somehow I find it unaccountably annoying that he'd rather not look like he is ignoring me, than, like, stop doing that. Of course he is probably often busy figuratively applying fondant to my stepbrother's ass.(Even I know one online class and living rent-free is BS. I had to do more than that and I'm not just a spiritual cripple.Hello? If you are doing less than the brain-damaged person, although I am a machine, that's a problem.)
Ooh, I can start preparing my blank stare for if people who should know better ask me about Father's Day.
Mr. Plumber whose full name I now know (as well as the names of your ex-wife, your fiancee, and your youngest son), I'm glad we are in agreement on the subject of bullying in schools. Please go back to work.
Every time he walks past me, he stops to tell me another story about his fascinating life and how awesome he is. If he weren't engaged, I'd think he was flirting with me.
If he weren't engaged, I'd think he was flirting with me.
He probably is, regardless of being engaged.
For Pete's sake, Zen, how aggravating! I hope you aren't paying him by the hour.
I seem to be trying to set a new record for how many minor work things I can fuck up in a single day. So far, I am at three, or maybe five, depending on how strict the scoring is.
He probably is, regardless of being engaged.
Ugh. He probably is. I always think guys won't flirt with me when I look like crap, but they do. At least being engaged, he won't ask me out.
I'm paying him for the job, not by the hour, thank goodness.
I think I've decided on next year's trip--Venice Beach. A quick scan of prices of beach hotels is surprisingly cheap--at least in February, which is when I'm thinking of this trip, and I haven't seen the ocean in 15 years. Maybe October, depending on cash flow.
I'm paying him for the job, not by the hour, thank goodness.
Well, that's something.
Connie, I am starting to think about planning next year's vacations,too. Whee!