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I love it when my strawberry twizzlers are al dente....
Write to them and complain bitterly.
At the very least, it will reduce your blood pressure.
Yeah. I am going to write to that slag who assured me that my cat was spayed, I can tell you and it will be a very eloquent letter.
I was quite worried about the horrid little beasts weaning and so I encouraged them to get onto solid foods, forgetting that when they started eating they would also start pooing. :holdingmynoseemoticon: And when I came down this morning, there were only two kittens sleeping in their box! After a frantic search, I sat down with a calming cup of tea and the other two crawled out from under the dresser. So I suppose I have to spend my time singing to them: Don't sleep in the subterranean depths of the dresser, dahlinks.
Yah, it will be a VERY eloquent letter.
*hugs*
I'm going to need to walk around town for a bit. Some tipsy night shots of the city should be interesting
Is it weird that I'm roaming the book isle of the 24 hour grocery store while tipsy?
I have a metaphysical, technical question. My stories fail to convert themselves from .thought format to .doc format. I've spent the best part of an hour writing 400 words.
Yes, especially since you spelt it 'isle'.
Take a boat from that fair isle and go home, LOL. Put a large glass of water by your bed for the morning.
I have a metaphysical, technical question. My stories fail to convert themselves from .thought format to .doc format. I've spent the best part of an hour writing 400 words.
LOL, yes m'am, heading home now.
Write that damn thing and send it to me to edit before I come round with the pink beribboned flogger.
And don't forget the glass of water by the bed.
Most Anons are A-Holes!
Just walked in the door and getting the glass now.
"This isn't a clinic, this is an architectural firm."
*sigh*
Well, at least the last woman I emailed on Plenty Of Fish looked at my profile before ignoring me. More than I can say for the last dozen...
Well, at least the last woman I emailed on Plenty Of Fish looked at my profile before ignoring me. More than I can say for the last dozen...
Things are looking up.
Was she a tuna or a salmon?