hahahahahha this happens to me and my butt all the time. Thanks, JC Penney. :):):):):)
Pudding song.
An open letter to the person who fraudulently used my Amazon account to purchase and download the Sims 3 starter pack...
I hear you. I’m right there with you. In the mornings, before I’m fully conscious, I’m gripped by such paralyzing anxiety. Then, I come to, and I let out a sigh of relief: “Phew! Just another day!” But I do. I really do. I feel incredibly alone.
It just sucks, you know? Mortality! Do you ever order a stack of pancakes at Denny’s and then, when they come…
Tonight, this will be me. Tonight will be the best night of my life. I’d live-blog the glory, but I want it all to myself.
I’m the one listing the meat.
“When a voice screams over an amusement park telephone that you’ve nearly killed a little girl, there’s not much you can say, except, ‘I’m sorry.’”
From Maribeth’s forthcoming book about her life and near-deaths in the workplace.
This is Maribeth.
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