Very sad about Johnathan Rhys Myers.
I'd try to figure out a way to post some kind of public calendar charting workflow for yourself, so people can see what you're doing and also make clear when it disappears into her orbit.
I was going to suggest something similar that outlines everyone's responsibilities for different aspects of the project, and have it approved by your bosses. It could also include target time frames for completion of each aspect of the project, so people can see that if she's taking 6 months to do something when it should take a month, she's the roadblock.
I love cilantro but dislike parsley, so I never describe it as parsley-like. Parsley has no taste to me.
Walnuts are the taste of sweet earthy love.
I am in my own work hell, but I have a three day weekend starting in just over an hour, so I am trying to let it all fall away.
Users asking stupid questions that require me to scroll down ten pages in the email chain to get the details.
I have this one too! Well, mine are "clients" not "users" but still. Copy-paste, people!
yeah it seems like the people who don't like cilantro are super-smellers!
This is very amusing. Animals being Dicks.
Currently, my mile swim has been hovering around 57 minutes. My kicking is only at 20% of what it should be, at best. I'm hoping that the lessons I'm taking in July will get my head straight re: kicking, so I can start using my legs at 100% what they should be doing. So, right now, my swimming is almost all upper body. My goal by the end of the lessons on July 31st is to do a 50-minute mile.
Today I took an extended lunch break so I could swim without sharing a lane or, as much as I like my friend, have to encourage my swim partner through her mile, thus slowing me down. Even though my kicking was as bad as ever, I still managed to do a 52-minute mile--w00t!!!
yeah it seems like the people who don't like cilantro are super-smellers!
Well, at least in that article I posted, they're
not
super smellers. The hatahs can't smell the thing that makes the lovers go "mmmmmm," they only smell the soapy notes.
Did I read that article wrong? Good grief.
Maybe you've been reading the lables wrong ALL ALONG and what you thought was cilantro was dawn! Yeah, no. I got nothin.
OK, ion, I just bought a quart of sour cherries. Anyone wanna guess why? Hmmm?
Argh.
I cannot find my keys.
They don't appear to be anywhere in the vicinity of the last place I left them (that I recall) nor are they in any of the other places that I thought that they might be (pocket of my jeans, somewhere in one of the two bags I've used this week.)
Must find them!
