Timelies all!
We are in Kansas City, relaxing in our hotel after walking a lot to find a grocery store. (We couldn't pack everything we need for the little guy)
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
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Timelies all!
We are in Kansas City, relaxing in our hotel after walking a lot to find a grocery store. (We couldn't pack everything we need for the little guy)
Thinking back to high school, I don't think we were given options (and certainly not younger). If I remember correctly, once you got on a track (college prep, advanced or vocational), you were assigned to whatever would fit the schedule, not make the classes disproportionate in size, etc.
I am getting that feeling again that I will never be able to leave work. So damn much to do and it just seems to increase.
I should have worked late, but I saw the guy who dumped a pile of shit in my lap at 3:30 leaving at 5:01, so I left, too. Fuck that guy.
That's fair.
Oh my god, Excel, just do something! Even if it's not what I just told you to do.
The Cloud makes my life much easier. Far fewer instances of users screwing my stuff up. Also all my data is replicated to Chicago and Miami so that is reassuring.
I'm going to assume that this Lemon Jello snack that expired last Monday is mine that I put in the fridge and forgot about. Also that being a week past expiration is no biggie.
If there's no mold and it passes the sniff test, I think a week is no biggie. (I am pretty cavalier about expiration dates, though.* I'll drink milk regardless of the date until it's actually spoiled, whereas I knew a girl in college who would vigilantly dump out the milk -- without checking to see if it was still good -- the morning of its expiration date. I always expected to see her open the window and chuck the whole carton out like a grenade, just to be safe. Tim's dad does the same thing, so we often get a half-full carton of milk from him, because he's ready to dump it out because of the date, and I leave no food behind [if it's not spoiled].)
*(This practice has come back to bite me in the ass, though not with a Jello snack.)
Arts classes are a good way to meet girls, Mac, DUH.
At least they were in my high school, where the few boys who signed up had almost-harems.