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Our accountant apologized to me. I don't know why. I thought I was being somewhat of a bitch yesterday, but he came into my office this morning on his proverbial knees, begging for forgiveness. My conscience took hold and I told him I have been frustrated the last two days and there was no need for him to apologize over the computer debacle. You can't say I'm not nice now.
I passed a church on the way to the bank at lunch and the sign outside read: "Forbidden fruit can make many jams." Huh? Who comes up with those things? Is there a book filled with taglines to stick on the boards?
Somehow I've been wrangled into dog-sitting this weekend. Three of them in my apartment and one that doesn't like to pee outside. Let the pee-wars begin.
I think I might have a crush on Remus Lupin (HP) too. I read a fic last night in which he made a small appearance. He's just so darn pathetic that it's lovable. You'll never make me love Sirius Black though. Never, never.
American Idol forums are bad for the most part. The shift key was placed there to create capital letters. "Omigod" starts with a capital O. And always use a comma and then a period when saying something like, "Omigod, he's so hot." I'm loosing faith in the public school systems. If a teenage girl cannot properly express her desire to "do" a contestant, then something is terribly wrong with her or her English teacher.
I don't like rice crackers. Someone gave me a cup of them. I picked out the almonds and threw the rest in the trash. Boo to rice crackers. And while we're booing things - boo to work. I want to break out of this place.
Maxwell's album (Black Summer's Night?) was reported to have a release date of April 4, 2006. I'm not holding my breath. It was supposed to have been released last summer, then last November, then this February. I haven't seen it and the title above is just tenative. His record label needs to shape up because I need new Maxwell goodness.
I passed a church on the way to the bank at lunch and the sign outside read: "Forbidden fruit can make many jams." Huh? Who comes up with those things? Is there a book filled with taglines to stick on the boards?
Somehow I've been wrangled into dog-sitting this weekend. Three of them in my apartment and one that doesn't like to pee outside. Let the pee-wars begin.
I think I might have a crush on Remus Lupin (HP) too. I read a fic last night in which he made a small appearance. He's just so darn pathetic that it's lovable. You'll never make me love Sirius Black though. Never, never.
American Idol forums are bad for the most part. The shift key was placed there to create capital letters. "Omigod" starts with a capital O. And always use a comma and then a period when saying something like, "Omigod, he's so hot." I'm loosing faith in the public school systems. If a teenage girl cannot properly express her desire to "do" a contestant, then something is terribly wrong with her or her English teacher.
I don't like rice crackers. Someone gave me a cup of them. I picked out the almonds and threw the rest in the trash. Boo to rice crackers. And while we're booing things - boo to work. I want to break out of this place.
Maxwell's album (Black Summer's Night?) was reported to have a release date of April 4, 2006. I'm not holding my breath. It was supposed to have been released last summer, then last November, then this February. I haven't seen it and the title above is just tenative. His record label needs to shape up because I need new Maxwell goodness.
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Bwah! I second this emotion.
Apologies from the number-pushers are always welcome, IMO.
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why yes, yes there is. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0825428882/qid=1143951892/sr=1-5/ref=sr_1_5/102-5824856-0673704?s=books&v=glance&n=283155>I use this one to post messages on the sign outside of my church</a>
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forgot the link... but this is the book we use.