So Emeline is having a play date with her "boyfriend" today. They had lunch, went to Putt-Putt and are now hanging out at his house with his mom and Joe. I was kind of concerned about it because she has been quite a pistol the past couple of days. However, I just got this picture texted to me with the caption "Geek girl FTW": [link]
I'm gonna stop worrying about it now.
So far today has been FAIL, and it better turn into WIN really soon. I would like to be able to connect to the corporate network for more than 5 minutes at a time, because there is NO WAY IN HELL I am going to the office today.
But! Pete out fetching lunch and blessed, blessed coffee, and in 40 minutes, I make the LJ post for my clothing sale, which means I may have a bunch of spending money soon.
Now! That's What I Call a Bunch of Dogs Wiping Their Butts, Volume 1
This is a supercut of dogs wiping their butts all over the place set to Bach's Cello Suite No. 1 Prelude.
This is pretty cool--Cecil Adams of the Straight Dope decided to revisit Chicago's Museum of Science and Industry to check out both the classic exhibits and some of the new ones to see if it's still a good museum or has gone downhill. Part 1 and Part 2.
I just posted my LJ clothing sale. Time to watch the chaos.
Jilli, I just sent a link of your sale to one of my co-workers who was coveting a ship hat earlier this year.
msbelle, saw this etsy store and thought of you: [link] Vintage housewares.
My fingernails were orange last week, inspired by DJ IIRC. They're shimmery grassy green right now, and my toenails are dark shimmery blue.
Ooo, Jilli sale. Shouldn't but I'm gonna.
Great googlie-mooglie, I need these spice jars: [link]
t stinkeye to Suzi
I think I wanna do this. [link] Just have to find someone to go with me.
Whew. I just totally made shit up and it turned out to be true. I love my team.