That's a really great idea. I'm also thinking maybe I ought to start journaling again. Which sounds like such a child thing to do, but I remember it helping me quite a bit in the past.
That's a really great idea. I'm also thinking maybe I ought to start journaling again. Which sounds like such a child thing to do, but I remember it helping me quite a bit in the past.
I'm imagining it like a brewery tour, except with cheese instead of beer.
Do you get samples, too? Please tell me there's samples!
What's a cheese tour!??! That sounds amazing!
We just had something similar in Nashville! It was awesome. I like thunderstorms. The second they become tornadoes, I lose my shit, though.
Oh my god, that's horrible! I don't have a MIL or kids, but I'd probably have lost it the first time it was said.
Yesterday was my last day working in a job I hated. I'm going to do freelance sign language interpreting from now on. I'm really excited, but also really nervous. I have a steady job at a college starting next month. I wasn't planning to leave my current job until August 16, but they made me leave yesterday.
I've always tried to believe that in the end, good wins out. Not because it's rational, but because I have to believe it to keep myself going. It's getting harder and harder for me to keep believing it, and it scares me.
Et tu, cheese? Et tu?
No. Just no. I can't even...
Hey-o! That's the kind of joke that really gets me going. I love word stuff like that.
I feel like realizing you're doing it makes it less terrible. My problem is people who just don't realize that it's 2 separate words!
This internet is awesome for laying blame! I also blame my dog for lots of stuff.
I always forget that the internet doesn't show tone or intent very well. I suggest you go back and read my comment in a jokey sarcastic voice. Because I knew it was a joke and was trying to be jokey back but failed.
That's fair.
That's delicious.
The last time I heard it I was at a Neighborhood Association meeting (because I'm one of those people who goes to meetings like that), and they had a local police officer talking about what they're doing in the neighborhood. He would. not. stop. My fists were clenched, I was trying not to bang on the table, just all…
Maybe. But probably they just aren't pronouncing "specific" correctly. Or a little bit of Column A and a little bit of Column B.
Yes. But the joke isn't quite as funny that way.
Omfg, right?!?!? THERE'S NO 'X' IN THERE!