This confuses me. Don’t you need to make up your time if you don't work as a salaried employee?

Sweat slicked high five! My forehead is a ridiculous red pool of water and the area below my eyes, I can’t even believe what comes out of there. I try to find AC vents when I get in places, and am going to do the arrive early sweat pat down. Good tip.

Or words like incredibly, spectacularly, yuuuuugely and soooooo on.

George Will has an eye booger.

A.men.

I want to be on this reality show so badly. I’ll be the scrappy lady counselor who comes in and teaches the team how to push those feelings away and learn to love again!

If you're near a Wegmans, they sell big bags of chopped escarole. I know people like to do their own, but it makes this even easier to make.

I hope that you are doing well. AID sometimes have good online groups where you can get decent info to research and ask your doctor about.

Bacteria!

I see what you’re saying and I guess I did not realize that on this site it is very specific/not generalized. Each Gawker media site is definitely different! On Lifehacker it seems even more specific.

I think it could be read as meaning men also have to fear other men. Or anyone who has enough power to be feared. Definitely the numbers will show that it is the men typically holding that violent power, and as this tragedy shows, will use it against women, men, and themselves. I am going to look at comment history,…

I guess we are baby stepping! This will probably be enough to enrage the truly dramatic dramatists like #tcot.

Yes, they invite people, since President Reagan in 1982. It seems like the reason this is dramatic is because everything about immigration (and sanctuary) of people from the Middle East (or anyone not milky in color) has been a huge issue, there’s a ton of vehement opposition, and by inviting “one of them” to this…

Red-headed stepchild.

Plus high school, college, law school where you learn crazy stuff like history and analogies.

Or a condiment packet you pick up at the sub shop. Shoppe.

My father was a very dark skinned Italian. It was like he could “pass” in the opposite direction. I would notice when we’d be away from home, and people would react to him differently. Interesting and sad. He had the ability to say his name, and erase that though. Unless they didn't like I-talians either! Which…

And, he didn’t actually make the marshmallow?!?

Never, ever get a Sicilian wet.