Ugh. It's pointless too, it just means the child has to relearn words they thought they knew. Mine could say 'duck' before she could walk but my friend's son still calls them 'quack quacks' at 2 1/2!

What are ducks? :P

That thing they fry and serve in nice Chinese restaurants.

Today, in the last 5 minutes of work, one of our fabulous female felons decided it would be a fantastic idea to moon my girlfriend (waiting in the car for me) through the bedroom window. I left half an hour late.

Where I come from, felons who moon people get arrested for indecent exposure.

Have hit the time of year when I officially cannot spend every waking hour wearing a hoodie without dying from heat exhaustion.

I feel so naked. I hate being able to see my skeleton arms.

Phoebus:

Have hit the time of year when I officially cannot spend every waking hour wearing a hoodie without dying from heat exhaustion.

I feel so naked. I hate being able to see my skeleton arms.

I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE.

I might love you.



Edit:

My angered uproar of the day:

FAFSA is a P.I.T.A to file. Especially when they tell me before I'm even done that they might not even give me any money because I'm independent from my parents and an adult. I finished it, but it's still aggravating because I'm pretty broke, but want to better myself to not be broke.

FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-----... :(

Harkux:

I might love you.

I get that a lot, actually.

Edit:

My angered uproar of the day:

FAFSA is a P.I.T.A to file. Especially when they tell me before I'm even done that they might not even give me any money because I'm independent from my parents and an adult. I finished it, but it's still aggravating because I'm pretty broke, but want to better myself to not be broke.

FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-----... :(

Sorry, you have to be broke on their terms, or else you don't count.

Phoebus:

Have hit the time of year when I officially cannot spend every waking hour wearing a hoodie without dying from heat exhaustion.

I feel so naked. I hate being able to see my skeleton arms.

It is impossible to quote this enough. I was wearing my hoodies even when it was 80F, despite being unbearably uncomfortable and eventually causing me to sweat completely through my undershirt, but it has gotten too warm and doing so is now inviting death. :/

I had to put towels on my chair because it's leather and the heat makes it so uncomfortable :(

Phoebus:

Have hit the time of year when I officially cannot spend every waking hour wearing a hoodie without dying from heat exhaustion.

I feel so naked. I hate being able to see my skeleton arms.

I have some white covered-mesh shirts and long white pants that I like to wear which are comfy even in the summer. Sometimes they're even cooler then shorts, since they don't really heat up under the sun and shield -me- from it.

Phoebus:

Have hit the time of year when I officially cannot spend every waking hour wearing a hoodie without dying from heat exhaustion.

I feel so naked. I hate being able to see my skeleton arms.

My family always makes fun of me for wearing my hoodie, even in summer. Ofc when it is very hot (like 100+ hot, which is most summer days in Texas) I may not wear it and then my family makes an uproar about me not wearing my hoode. >_>

I ran over a buzzard(or possibly an eagle) the other day on the highway. The little bastard smashed my driver's side mirror. At least he died. Time to go find a new mirror.

stangmar:

I ran over a buzzard(or possibly an eagle) the other day on the highway. The little bastard smashed my driver's side mirror. At least he died. Time to go find a new mirror.

Everything you just said has made me so mad for so many different reasons.

Phoebus:

Everything you just said has made me so mad for so many different reasons.

If it makes you feel better, there's nothing I could have done to avoid him. He flew in front of me at the last moment, and I couldn't have swerved to avoid him. I didn't get slowed down fast enough either.

Lendren:

That thing they fry and serve in nice Chinese restaurants.

Cats? Ducks are cats?

SO MANY DIFFERENCES! T.T

Morshoth:


Cats? Ducks are cats?

What, no. Ducks are general Tso.

That's what Londo Mollari said, so, sure.

(Okay, that one is way too obscure.)

A long time ago, I saw a dissatisfaction about someone spilling a few flecks of coffee onto a keyboard that wasn't theirs. It was destroyed and they had to shell out for a new one.

Today, I have just spilt AN ENTIRE PINT OF MILK over my keyboard. So I've unplugged it, turned it upside down and I'm now using the one that I bought after I threw up on my laptop, which is extremely cheap and very very different to what my fingers are used to. Will check on it tomorrow (amazingly, it was still working when I unplugged it)

Yeah... That'll be fun.