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Go outside! The weather is SO gorgeous. My co-worker and I wondered Forever 21 for awhile, too, and I found several things I liked enough to like, but not enough to buy.
I might do that in a bit. I have a candidate coming in shortly though.
Where you all meeting? I might be obligated to another set of plans but my co-worker has shingles and is on vicodin...but is still saying she wants to go out.
Lest you think all my bitching is hyperbole...she has mother fuckin' shingles.
You think YOU'RE bored? I'm sitting here waiting to get my laid-off paperwork so I can go home and play Oblivion, and they've inexplicably delayed it until three. I guess I'll just read Metachat until then... ;)
pi is bored too. The weather looks fabulous and the guys washing the windows across the street are very amusing. They don't seem to know what they're doing. I think I'll dial 911 on the cell and standby on the send button. Much more interesting that work.
Read mine! Read mine! Tehehe. Self-advertising, gotta love it. MissPinkKate Attempts to Live A Grand Life. I've been really happy with my thoughts lately (as opposed to times where I'm like, bleech, I'm boring and have nothing to say!)
(and hey, all of you, but specifically jonmc and Lola_G, my NYC peeps: are you guys doing MeCha Vegas in September?)
come to the bar, Lola! you can meet mr. gaspode. I need him to meet you to continue with the "convince mr. g that people on the internet are normal" project.
and yet...I'm taking him to have a beer with the Wino, Hugh Janus and jonmc. Interesting plan I have there
In the history of convincing people of things, taking your husband to meet me, jon and hugh to convince him of internet normalness is right up there with taking someone to meet Stalin to convince them that not all Russians are bossy. We are nice however, which is better than normal.
Gaspode, you want my husband to call your husband and tell him to "let" you go to Vegas? Or that'd probably be even weirder. Or probably after that I'd get my permission revoked. Hmm.
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