Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Boo for water in the garage, Lee. I hope it's something easy to fix.
I hope so! The handyman/plumber/electrician who did some work for me earlier is going to come look at it late this afternoon, so hopefully we can get it at least partially resolved today.
So I sent out an email saying "shall we reschedule, then?" for no good reason, and then tried to retract it and act all cool like I hadn't had a brain fart in the first place, but then I get an email back saying "Yes! Please reschedule! Something has come up!"
Am I psychic? I think that's the only possible explanation--I'm a psychic with low self-esteem.
So no one ever gets paid to go on dates? Come on! I want that part to be true, dammit. And just that it always turns out really badly, or completely anti-climactically. Either one is fine.
Hey, if you're a fan and you don't read the comedy thread-Community will be back on the 15th of March.
I think the only time someone gets paid to go on a date is when someone else's parents/aunt/grandmother are desperate to find their darling child someone to go to The Big Event with. Or I may just be remembering that from various novels.
So no one ever gets paid to go on dates?
The only way I see that happening is if I were to form a deeply inappropriate attitude towards one or more of my work colleagues.
Timelies all!
Finally got the turn signal replaced. Turns out that, while you can buy a replacement assembly at the auto parts store, you need a mechanic to actually do the replacement. So the car was at the dealer today, but it's done now.
BTW, billy, it was Hubby's idea that I make use of my "international contacts" to try and find that figure for him. I felt very global and 21st Century.
Phew. Now that I am home, as not a plumber, I suspect it's going to be a very easy fix in the garage, and the house appears to have all the water it needs, so I am not sure what the cleaning lady was talking about.
Why was I just talking about dicks at work again???
This happens remarkably often if you're me. Today it was BDSM.
The other day a guy at work used the term "ass like the fourth of July" and I fluttered my eyelashes at him most strongly. Heaven forfend!
I don't work in a den of iniquity like shrift, let's be clear.
This happens remarkably often if you're me. Today it was BDSM.
But that's work-related! I mean, it is, right? I just accidentally got into it after mentioning that I like to order the smallest size burrito at my local place. Which is totally cock-sized.