Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
Self-Checkout aisles are like wheelchair ramps for introverts.
I am in graduate school. I am a scholar. I am a professional. Why doesn't any of that stop me from exclaiming "well, duh?"
Duh...because you can go to college, have a Phd., yet still be an idiot. SO I think DUH sums it up nicely.
Yeah, but sometimes you find yourself TRYING to project yourself as an erudite pro. So you put constraints upon yourself. ...And still find yourself discovering phrases that you first used when in 5th grade, like "No doy."
Heh.One a those lovely extended-family brouhahas ensued a couple-three months back, when one family member discovered what another family member had written about her online.Much fun was had by all ....(Amazing how stoopud some people are.)
Love your stuff, Tamara. Now I've added you to my Must Read list...Hope you don't mind, but i've linked you in my blog!
I ran across my brother's ex-wife and (new) husband's Myspace page a couple of months ago. Therein, I found the means to assist my brother in securing sole custody of his children from that former marriage.People are stupid. But we knew already.Regards,Rabbit.
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