But did she send raunchy sexts on company time?
But did she send raunchy sexts on company time?
Fuck the PPA, indeed. I once had to pay a $100 fine for a parking ticket that wasn't even for me! Some illiterate meter maid with shitty handwriting wrote the ticket out (this was back in the 90's when they still hand wrote tickets.) and the plate number was totally illegible. I hadn't been within 50 miles of Philly…
Yeah, I grew up in California, and although I refuse to take sides in the whole "Which is worse/scorching dry desert heat vs. 98% humidity debate (hot is hot, yo!) the NJ humidity is unlike anything I'd ever experienced. Even if it's only 85 degrees, the air is so thick, it feels like you're swimming.
As a Jersey resident, I will not argue your first 2 points, but the third? If there is one thing Jersey knows about, it's humidity. It doesn't even get that ridiculously hot, but in the summer, opening your front door feels like opening your dishwasher, mid-cycle.
He is! Like, logically, I know I'm not supposed to root for Mendez, and they even went to all the trouble to try to ugly him up with that dumb mustache, but the hotness that is Pablo Schreiber simply cannot be hidden under unfortunate facial hair.
On that note, I love your user name.
Same! Well, I shouldn't say that...I've always liked OiTNB, but I truly did not realize that it could ever make me temporarily forget about GoT, which is everything to me.
I've been spending the day avoiding spoilers (well, within reason...I have read the books.) Still. Worth it.
OiTNB has done the impossible. I was so deep into my binge last night, I forgot that it was Sunday. Sunday is Game of Thrones day. And I completely fucking forgot all about it. If you knew me at all, you'd know that this is a BFD for me.
Well, good luck! Just remember, you are her mother....and that means that whichever decision you make...will probably be the wrong one, and it will be all your fault.
Are we the same person? I have the exact same situation. My daughter makes the cut-off by 12 days. I have spent the past year agonizing over whether to send her to Kindergarten in the fall.
I've got $50 and a tray of homemade lasagna for a roll in the hay with Jaqen H'ghar.
It's The House on the Rock, aka, a place I have really wanted to visit ever since reading American Gods.
Dare you suggest, on Jezebel of all places, that babies and cats are not exactly the same thing?
The fact that Pedro Pascal is going around being all delightful on Twitter is somehow making me feel worse about the whole thing.
I don't know what the whole internet is going on about! Last I saw, the beautiful Prince Oberyn tripped over The Mountain's dead body and dropped his pack of Tic-Tacs all over the floor and LALALALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!!!!!!!!
American Horror Story: Coven
No thank you!