Part of my day consists of familiarizing myself with HIGHSCHOOL GRADUATION REQUIREMENTS. Saying 9th grade seems easier than planning out the next 4 years in an afternoon. Registration is tomorrow.
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
Dang.
OK, I think 4 weeks is too long to leave tuna salad in my fridge. Really should have made a backup plan for lunch...
You sure that tuna salad can't walk out on its own?
CJ starts EMT classes tomorrow and his fire science program in a couple of weeks. He won't admit it, but he is freaking out.
You sure that tuna salad can't walk out on its own?
Send it out to get you a sandwich.
Smells too nasty to inflict on an innocent sandwich-maker, even if I trusted it to come back. Have a "rib sandwich" from the vending machine, my confidence level that it will be satisfying is low.
Smells too nasty to inflict on an innocent sandwich-maker, even if I trusted it to come back.
Once tuna salad has gone bad, you can never trust it again.
Ooh, but now I want tuna salad.
I just had the most complicated/adorable passport applicants. Two one month old girls, not twins, born a day apart to (I think) different gestational surrogates, with Swedish same sex couple dads. And one grandma was there, too.
My god, tiny babies are tiring. The dads and grandma were all being troupers, though, and complimented me on my workplace's good changing tables in the men's room.
I want tuna salad.
I have tuna and pickles and Miracle Whip at home, hmmm. Yes, I like Miracle Whip and I cannot lie.