Then again, there are most certainly worse things to be addicted to, for sure As long as you can steer clear of the venereal diseases . . . no need to be spreading the clap around. Seriously, though, I feel bad for all the women
When you guys see something written by someone you do not like, even a comment in another blog, DON'T READ IT! Amen. This is silly, on all accounts. I like both the Doc and Whip. There's a reason I stay away from their blogs a lot of the time though. (And this . . . ahem . . . would be it.) <img sr
At least the new job is turning out well. Continued good wishes with it! Thanks Serenity! Yeah, today was a good day. I messed up a few things, but that's life. that's what happens. It was a good day.
Oh Peter. . . I'm glad to hear things are doing better. Glad to hear that he seems to be okay. Keep me posted on what all happens. Let me know how you're doing too, bud. Don't beat yourself up. This is what happens; you did everything you could. Cheers. And hugs.
If all else fails, you can always rant to me in an email or call me . . . if I'm not at work, I'm more than willing to talk. I'm a great sounding board.
What kind of title is that?! I got lurred, damn it Me too, you stinkin' weiner.
I can't sleep And I haven't got enough sense in me to write anything. What am I going to do???? Dream of me like I do of you, hon . . . <TR
if I manage to live that long I'll probably just say whatever the hell I feel like too. What a world it would be if we all prescribed to this mode of thinking . . . scarrrrryyyy! <TD class="mb-Body-Quo
I think it's because his two favourite ladies have found blokies! Hehe! Charlie knows we can't replace him though! We just have to find him now..... Just in time for me to break up, too. How are we supposed to go on our triple dates? Well, I guess I'll have to wait until both these blokes have move
Whoo hoo! Happy birthday, Angela! Get that hubby of yours and go and have a good time! Hope all is well with you.
I might need a bed for the night though or a floor.... I'm sure I can find you one . . . no problemas.
Chin up babe xxx Thanks hon. I'm swimming across the pond for a hug now . . . I hope you find many new f
Sorry, hon. Sounds like you had a less-than-fun experience. I've had similar ones helping out my grandparents. Wish I could've been there with you to stand up and laugh at those silly old people! It was a hot day, and I was wearing a skirt, and a t-shirt type top that looked like it was ripped in places. The skirt was
Yeah, Google is off and running for world domination. They're going to join up with McDonald's and Wal-Mart and truly create the New World Order.
I knew you had this hidden side of you. Does your wife know? Hope you're doing well and feeling better with the situation with that one patient. You did all you could, Doc. Hope things are going good. Talk at you later.
So here I am, one week into my new job, and feeling a bit melancholy. I know, it's atypical for me, but sometimes I get that way. I miss my old co-workers. Some of them were great people who I'd known for a long time. (And there was that one girl who was still a minor . . . long story for another day.) I do really like my new job, though. I have some rea
I don't know what to tell you about what to do with your friend, but this kind of racism is everywhere. My little sisters are adopted, and Vanessa, the younger one, has had some racist encounters. (She, like Maddy, is biracial.) Here in homogenous Utah people have looked at her funny, almost as if she doesn't belong. Makes me mad. Hope you figure out what to do in this ugly situation. Hugs, love.
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I'm with Gid and you, Sally. I have seen how much the support of my mother has allowed my father to go and do the things that he's wanted to do professionally, because we've been taken care of. My mother was a successful nurse with a great job, but she gave it up for the sake of the family. And she doesn't regret it a bit, according to her. (Well, maybe with that one child . . .<img src="../images/smiles/joke.gif" border=0 ALIGN="absmiddle"
Heh funny story, man I've been missing those. How've you been babe? You got a new job? Honey! You're back! I've been missing you something bad, babe. Yeah, I'm a bank teller as of this last Monday. I finally get my own drawer tomorrow. Yee haw!
Je je je je je . . . you're old. No need just feelin' it, bro. Hope you get feeling better. for what it's worth, as soon as I can get my motorcycle license, I'm going to start riding that all the way to work. That will be a sore butt experience, too. sounds like you're really trying to stay in shape. Strong work, broham, strong work.
Freaking A, I miss those kids.
Where are you? I miss you Been super busy with the new job, love. Sorry. As soon as I'm done being trained, I should be around a whole lot more. Don't worry; I'm always watching from the shadows, my dear . . .
Get your butt back here, man. We don't email nearly regularly enough, so when you're not blogging or commenting on my articles, I never know how you are. Waiting with sick anticipation . . .
Maso: But I would rather be niave and grow than rely on instincts to direct my life. I agree. It doesn't come natural, but I sure try to do it, too. UDigIt: <TABLE cellpadding=8 width="95%" align=center bgColor
Most of it is at an unconscious level, and often involves a survival instinct. As much as I hate to admit it, I think I agree with Tonya. Whether or not we do it ourselves, we do have to make a conscious effort to avoid it if we don't want to do it. That's the pernicious part about the whole thing. E