NumberCruncher

they took east paulding drive to 120. i stood on the wall in the back yard and cried as they thundered by. my son was so impressed. he put his hand over his heart and had tears in his eyes as well.

not only am i working, but my i brought my kids with me today. they've been re-arranging furniture, hauling file cabinets out of the warehouse, and doing general handyman stuff for me.

WFAL can tell ya alllllll about it!

you sound fine. i'm an accountant. who cares what i look like?

i'm resisting.

i'm supposed to have a head shot done to put on my business card. joy.

if i gave your kid an alarm clock to use that had a camera hidden in it...... my ass would be under the jail.

why would there be a law suit instead of an arrest?

:curtsey:

^5

an owl

ouchie. poor dry-stuffed beaver.

best.google.search.ever.

crap. i've left dna all over this damn town. wonder what all kinds of 'lists' i'm on now? (rhetorical)

can we use them for sex instead of evil? what about embarrassment vs harm?

right now, 'they' is the hospital and doctors collecting the dna. what's proposed is the criminal/judicial system having access to the records as well. maybe they already do. who knows?

how do you know what's being done with the dna samples? no thanks. let the scientist isolate a 'serial killer gene' or a 'child molester gene' or even a 'morbidly obese gene' or 'lack of enthusiasm for the government gene'. then we'll all be on file and rounded up for 'future crimes' or some other such 'cleansing'. yeah. i have crap to hide. my dna.

this, is why i love you.

i tore my hip flexor in 8th grade, cheerleading. docs gave me pain pills, muscle relaxers, ice packs and crutches. i did 2 months of physical therapy after taking meds for 30-45 days.

C black and white seems more professional to me. and the (what appears to be white) collared shirt is the more professional of the two wardrobe choices.

i thought it was 'utmost'.

someone had a little white car for sale on here last week or so. 1800.

i don't give a crap. i drive the speed limit or 3-5 over, and don't even glance in the rear view mirror unless i hear sirens. y'all speeders can be back there having apoplexies and it won't phase me one iota. why should i care about what's behind me? unless it's an emergency vehicle? hop up and down in your driver's seats and give me the finger, scream until the veins pop out in your necks. i really don't give a crap. and if you hit me from behind? guess what? the tickets alllllll yours, asshole. edited to add....i don't drive on the freeway.

cool. shows y'all care.

i still see hearts. on every version of every skin. and i have logged out and logged back in. what am i doing wrong?