Oh, Gud, and you seem such a reasonable man.
I am the definition of reasonable. What's not reasonable is that tomorrow is my daughter's last day of high school. Not last day this year--last day ever. How the fuck did that happen?
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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, Gud, and you seem such a reasonable man.
I am the definition of reasonable. What's not reasonable is that tomorrow is my daughter's last day of high school. Not last day this year--last day ever. How the fuck did that happen?
Anyone want to go through my clothes and list things on eBay for me?
I need to have someone do this for me! Maybe not clothes so much, but everything. I should have recruited someone in mid-January to come for a FL winter escape. Just help me clear out the boxes. Room, dining and entertainment provided!
What's not reasonable is that tomorrow is my daughter's last day of high school. Not last day this year
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Not last day this year--last day ever. How the fuck did that happen?
How do these kids keep growing older and hitting milestones while we all remain young?
How do these kids keep growing older and hitting milestones while we all remain young?
I know, right? It's weird. I mean it would make since if I spent time moving at relativistic velocity relative to my daughter, but I haven't been. My little Ford Focus just doesn't go that fast... yet.
What's not reasonable is that tomorrow is my daughter's last day of high school. Not last day this year--last day ever. How the fuck did that happen?
Whoa. So not TCBITW anymore, then??
Doctor visit completed, and plan 90% set. I will hopefully be having surgery on Tuesday. If the insurance company drags its feet a little, it would be Thursday.
That's great!
What's not reasonable is that tomorrow is my daughter's last day of high school.
Wait, WHUT. No way are we that old. There must be some mistake!
What's not reasonable is that tomorrow is my daughter's last day of high school. Not last day this year--last day ever.
What? Unpossible.
Dangit, no surgery until Thursday. I was hoping they'd work me in on Tuesday, but the surgeon has an 8-hour surgery on Tuesday, so it's kind of hard to argue with that.
Yeah, I'd rather have a rested surgeon.