I probably won't be done before then. They at least get me waiting over the nursing shift change at 7:30, usually. Thank you so much.
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
10 hour date?? Dag, meara!
Frappes/milkshakes are way better with the appropriate syrup added to the ice cream and milk. Mmmm.
Ugh, ita. I hope they fix you up fast.
No problem, ita.
Yep Jesse--we met at 5:30PM for drinks, and ended up being there until 8:30, at which point I dragged her along to country dancing and we met up with my friends...and hung out and did that for a few hours...and then ditched them and hung out at another bar until they kicked us out at 2AM...and went back to her place until about 3:30AM, when she drove me home. Very promising first date, I'd say! :)
If a date last beyond 5 hours it might be a relationship.
I am sure there was something else, but I forget.
Emmett's school play had it's second and final night tonight.
Matilda saw her first play, and was pretty entranced with the whole theatrical experience, though she wanted to be with Emmett when he was on stage. She did pretty well and mostly talked in a whisper but had one failure of restraint.
He played the big bad wolf and when he failed to blow down the last piggy house, she yelled (loudly enough to be heard by surrounding rows): "Blow Emmett! Blow, my brother!"
I don't know where she got the diction of "Blow, my brother!" but it was pretty funny.
Fortunately it was not the kind of play where such an outburst was more of an enhancement than detracting from the experience.
I had to order today's shirt.woot.com - grammar propaganda! And for a bonus, the comments on the site are discussing whether it should have mentioned Strunk & White instead of a dictionary.
There's a man here in the ER loudly proclaiming his irritation at the redundancy of "tuna fish." I could give him more points, but he doesn't know what the T in "ATM machine" stands for.
There's a man here in the ER loudly proclaiming his irritation at the redundancy of "tuna fish."
I respect his point of view, but if he finds that irritating the rest of the world must feel like rough wool on a sweaty sunburn.
He sounds like the kind of guy that thrives on irritation. Plus, if we didn't call it tuna fish, how would Jessica Simpson know what we were talking about?