Come on, everybody. You know the words!
… You’re talking to a twenty-something with two kids of her own, mention Phyllis Diller in passing, and get this question: “Is she someone who works in another department?” The first one of you who responds with “Phyllis who?” will get a really nasty look from me.
I don’t come back here much anymore. I miss what my diary used to mean to me, like I miss so many things that got left behind that you can’t return to. Yeah, I know … that’s life and all that. Still, time as a one-way arrow sucks. I’m doing OK, liver-wise. The past few…
It’s bitterly cold out there. I think I may be in a state of major brain freeze. Ordinarily, this wouldn’t be a positive thing, but considering some of the dumb stuff I’ve been doing recently, brain freeze just might be the best thing that could happen to me at the moment. It isn’t supposed to…
So Curmudgeon asks, âWas she skiing?â Not bloody likely. I regard ski poles the same way I regard crutches or chopsticks â unmanageable, and more likely to harm me than playing with matches while soaked in gasoline. I hurt myself at work with a good olâ slip-and-fall. I spend the majority of time at work…
I just put my name on a volunteer list for clean-up for the Gulf oil spill. I took the optional wildlife courses in vet school, and have some basic knowledge of what the grunt work would be on site, so I figure that makes me useful. If they want me I could be on my…
Oof … rough night. The Prof has a nasty habit of saying sarcastic things that sting, and then backing off when he’s called out about it, claiming he was just joking. I thought it was just me being hypersensitive, but his aunt called him on it when we met up with them last weekend, so…
"Only" 2724 here. I got my highest score (27,827) probably a year ago, but I have only exceeded 23,000 two other times. I’m afraid I’m past my prime. :o)~ You do realize, don’t you, that you made me play four or five games this morning just so I could get one of those stupid rhymes and see how many games I’d played….
It’s nice being back in touch.
i feel a strange closeness to my DD friends. i did miss all of you.
i am very sorry to hear of your troubles. If ever you need to vent or anything else, you have my address. If you need to, you can contact me anytime. i’ll do whatever i can.
I know that song! Instead of Snood, insert hay bales.
If it is too quiet for you there, come to my house, you will be happy to go home to quiet. Having two bored teenage siblings doesn’t add up to any type of quiet. Not to mention the phone ringing off the hook with their other bored friends.
Your doctor sounds truly wonderful. Taking her time and showing compassion with a hug would mean a great deal to me too.
Can I send KfH2 over for a visit? KfH1 could maybe talk to him about the pleasures of sleeping quietly in a lap. He doesn’t get that at all.
Maybe it’s a good thing that I’ve never played snood. I’m easily addicted to free cell, tetris and bounce out…..
~QE
Does that diet suck or what?
lol
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it would be nice if your car suddenly turned into kit, wouldn’t it. only, don’t turn into david hasselhoff!!!!!!!!