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it's not my fault, this week is messing with me!Stella, stop playing fast and loose with the days of the week!
I just made the worst pot of coffee ever, I don't even know.
I'm hereby starting Saturday over.
Stella, stop playing fast and loose with the days of the week!
a recreational activity such as coloring or sex
Will they be wearing little leather waistcoats?
No, silly cp, because caterpillars have no waists!
D'oh! Of course!
Does that mean they'll be........................ NAKED????
I know, the thought is frightening.
Just don't forget to don your usual caterpillar gear: a hardhat, overalls and a safety vest.
Too late. You already know you want it. It would be dishonest of us to try to convince you otherwise.Please, tell me I don't want it.
Nope.
No matter how good it sounds.
Tell me.
Bonus Blurt:
Wenchie has maintained radio silence for quite a bit longer than normal; hope all is well, even if hectic.
Crazy busy, some days I don't even get online. Hell some days I don't even come home!
It would be hard enough to keep up with out this strange illness, but it's just making it worse. I've pin pointed that it really flairs up when I enter any fast food place (not just work) and noted it for my doc.
I also sent an email to my Ops manager letting him know that I want to take another position. I could keep up this way, but I wouldn't be happy, and on top of that I'm misserable working in the store because of this allergic reaction.
Still kicking, and still treading water...
You're kidding me. Right? This distaste for your job has so seeped into your very being that you are ALLERGIC to it???
Oh, the timing for this move is SOOO right, wenchie. So right. Keep treading. In two fucking years you are gonna look back and say, Jesus, here I am. With a degree. And a new job. And had I NOT gone back to school I'd be two years older and in the same damn job.
I'm not usually into "signs," per se, but if this isn't a sign, it's sure as hell a symptom.
You're kidding me. Right? This distaste for your job has so seeped into your very being that you are ALLERGIC to it???
Oh, the timing for this move is SOOO right, wenchie. So right. Keep treading. In two fucking years you are gonna look back and say, Jesus, here I am. With a degree. And a new job. And had I NOT gone back to school I'd be two years older and in the same damn job.
I'm not usually into "signs," per se, but if this isn't a sign, it's sure as hell a symptom.
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Also, Cattypuss, how did the caterpiller domming go? Was there thread? Was there cocooning? Did they emerge as butterflies, mid-scene?
Amen!