'Shindig'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh, and I also use Brooks on some of my stuff, and that isn't my real name, so it won't be acceptable as proof of name! Grrr.
Also, it is really skewed to married people with cars, as if I had a title to a car or a marriage liscence, this would be a lot easier! I mean, I think I have a title to a car I no longer own, but I doubt that is acceptable!
ETA- Since I don't drive, I could try to limp along until renewal, but I think you have to turn in your old license.
You know what is bad, when you describe your cat's symptoms your longtime vet and ask for an appointment on Thursday and they say, "No, you really better bring him in tomorrow. You don't want to wait." I hope the endless yowling, hairloss, and water drinking the poor guy is experiencing is a thyroid thing and nothing more serious.
Vikings?! That entire FB exchange is hilarious.
Crazy people are funny as long as I don't have to sit next to them on the train.
I doubt I have a W-2
Many employers make copies of W-2s available online. Worth checking?
And now I'm having Sugarshock flashbacks. "ARE YOU A FUCKING VIKING!?!"
I have to fax in 6 points of identity.
Oh jeez.
I hope the endless yowling, hairloss, and water drinking the poor guy is experiencing is a thyroid thing and nothing more serious.
Yikes! Me too.
I hope it's nothing, Scrappy.
Evidently today's outfit is "talk to ita" wear. I really don't get what makes men say hello. I have pretty much worked out that wearing a corset means random women talk to me, but a peach 50s shirtdress and crinolines has made more random men talk to me today than normally talk to me in a week.
Aargh- so it turns out I do not actually have my SS card in a box of important papers, and I have no idea where it might me. I can't replace the SS card without a license or passport, and I can't replace the License without the ss card.
Boy, this license better be good to let you into the family section of the White House, as much shit as you're having to go through to get it.