Who is Amy?I slept in for an hour today as I have a much light workload than usual. I Amy go for a run this afternoon. No firm plans.
It can be if you play your cards right.I REALLY wish today was Friday.
The I quit card can make any day a Friday.It can be if you play your cards right.
She's still asleep for a little bit. I'll have 100 problems shortly.
She's still asleep for a little bit. I'll have 100 problems shortly.
As long as trading involves a bonus... I'm game!1.5 days of work before I flake off for a couple days riding my DH bike. Looks like the weather is going to cooperate.
Looks like our Senior VP has started to realize that saying that "we all have to work as a team" over and over is not enough to get sub consultants and clients to deliver what they are obligated to deliver.
I remain sceptical, but will follow whatever sports analogy he chooses to chuck out there this time.
Wouldn't want to "get traded"!
that's just poor planning.The I quit card can make any day a Friday.
FIFYShe's about to give me a lot of crap for our poor planning.
Somehow I am predicting that you will be the one saying "I'm sorry" at the end of this.Wifey is back. Haley is happy.
On the house front, I found the perfect house, price, etc. Ours is not sold so it will go away before we can buy it. I've told her for weeks that we need to get our house prepped for listing, but she hasn't done anything or let me do anything accordingly. She's about to get a real lesson in poor planning.
Nope. I have it in email that I should have moved things around 2 weeks ago, an email from the agent that we should do it fron 1.5 weeks ago, and a verbal from him while she was there on Saturday. There's no way she's getting around this. Everything is based on moving her office to the basement, which she won't let me do.FIFY
I told her this morning that if we miss it that it's on her. I'm not at the helm of this sinking ship.Somehow I am predicting that you will be the one saying "I'm sorry" at the end of this.
The problem with your argument is that you are using logic.Nope. I have it in email that I should have moved things around 2 weeks ago, an email from the agent that we should do it fron 1.5 weeks ago, and a verbal from him while she was there on Saturday. There's no way she's getting around this. Everything is based on moving her office to the basement, which she won't let me do.
Coming from the engineer? I am however the one that controls the purse strings.I know where all of the money is, what's actually available, etc. Also, she knows that if I don't sign off, I can be an unremitting penis.The problem with your argument is that you are using logic.
You can be dead right, but you'll still be dead.Stoney will be right in all of this.
But *he's* the one that won't be getting any nookie at the end of it all.
You can be dead right, but you'll still be dead.
Wifey wants round 2. I'm still getting that sweet, sweet ass.Stoney will be right in all of this.
But *he's* the one that won't be getting any nookie at the end of it all.
Wookie Nookie?But *he's* the one that won't be getting any nookie at the end of it all.
Everyone knows that logic has no place in an argument with a woman. It's a tactic that is met with unimaginable amounts of irrationality that only an irrate woman can muster.Coming from the engineer? I am however the one that controls the purse strings.I know where all of the money is, what's actually available, etc. Also, she knows that if I don't sign off, I can be an unremitting penis.
Perhaps I'm just doin' it wrong, but sexing basically on a schedule is tedious.Wifey wants round 2. I'm still getting that sweet, sweet ass.
I type faster than I think so things like this do happen.Who is Amy?
I thought you might have been cross dressing again.I type faster than I think so things like this do happen.
Sort of. I'd be game to try something *mellow, like GM or DR.
GET OUT OF MY HEAD CANADMOS!!!!!I wish today was Friday. I REALLY wish today was Friday.
QFT!!!Everyone knows that logic has no place in an argument with a woman. It's a tactic that is met with unimaginable amounts of irrationality that only an irrate woman can muster.