^ being able to work a pole will always be more physical, even without the touching.
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^ being able to work a pole will always be more physical, even without the touching.
My mom is visiting this weekend and I thought I hid everything but within 30 min she found an old platform heel I had totally forgotten about!! Omg. I told her it was a joke and she went with it so...
I've had a blackberry for years, first with T-Mobile and now with Verizon. My upgrade came and I chose... another blackberry! I know I'm in the minority here, but I love Blackberries. I'm so not down with phones that are solely touch screens (or else I would've gotten the new Galaxy). I got the q10 which is touch screen but with an actual full keyboard. I love it so much! Idk how I'd ever get a phone that's only touch-screen! I'm just sayin'.
Nothing beats stomping the shit out of the club right down the street
Exactly how I feel. Those touch screens are ok for the occasional text, but I email and text way too much to try to do it all from touch screen. My wife has a high end I-Phone and it definitely has better camera and Internet functionality and more nifty features than my Blackberry, but trying to use the touch screen on her phone to type something up really sucks.
So i am looking trimmer since I stopped drinking at work result.
I bought a comedone extractor and I am preparing to go to town on my nose tonight. :doctor::nosy::bitelip:
I might go see Gravity tomorrow night.
So, uh, I opened my car door yesterday, and my floorboard was wet. I was annoyed, but had a doctor appointment, so I got in planning to dry up the moisture when I got home and figure out where the leak was. As I turned around a corner a few minutes later, I heard a very odd noise, almost like sloshing in wet boots. I put it out of my mind and went to the doctor. When I got back home, I happened to move my seat up to make sure I had dried up all the moisture only to discover a fucking lake in my rear driver-side floorboard. I realized it had likely irreparably damaged the carpeting, so I took it to get ripped out and repaired along with the leak. When they ripped out my carpeting, they discovered a
fucking
ant
colony.
I hardly ever drive my car, so the bastards decided to take up shop between the body of my car and the carpeting. And apparently, this leak has been going on for a while and primarily settling in my back floorboard, where no one/nothing ever is. So everything is ruined, and thousands of ants were feasting on my rotting carpeting. The strangest thing is, it never smelled odd. Once, my boyfriend and I swore we smelled vodka in my car, but it otherwise just smelled like leather.
So yeah. That's my horror story for the day.
^^^Oh my god!!! I don't understand though, where is the water itself coming from, rain?
I have had multiple lakes on my car floor; I prefer to drink distilled water so I usually have random galons of it all over the place and a few times galons have fallen over in my car while driving, opened and emptied completely onto the floor. Once I was on the highway and it happened and there was a huuuge pond on the driver side floor just sloshing around and all I could do was laugh. Luckily I have an old car and couldn't care less. :jester:
^It rained really hard here recently, and Texas is super humid so I imagine some dampness has been collecting alllllll summer. I'm about to scratch my skin off because I keep having these visions of ants milling about under me while I was completely oblivious. Ugh...
Someone stole my phone at work last night, Im sad because I lost some pictures, but I got a newer better phone today.
Why do hipsters only kayak on tributaries?
Because rivers are too main stream!
My 7 year old daughter just received her first invitation to a sleepover. Hell no. I'm not sure what the right age is for something like that, but 7 is just too young IMHO.
After the waterworks subsided, she accepted the answer and moved on, but I can tell that this is just the beginning of a long series of these issues. Right now she is still in the Daddy idolization phase, but I can sense the beginning of the next stage starting. And I have two more kids coming up behind her.
I don't know the exact point that I became the old stodgy Daddy who will no doubt soon be accused of ruining her life, but here I am. ;)
7 is probably about right......you should probably let her go(unless its a crackhouse, where they might sell her) Seriously, what do you think is going to happen? Heroin? Group Sex party? that doesnt happen until they are 10.
Gotta get to know the parents. I assume these are kids she goes to school with.....You have to go to the school functions and meet all her friends parents.(and get to know her friends also.....you dont want her hanging out with the mean bitches.....yeah, that is about the age that starts also.)
I had my first sleepover at 9. At 7 I think I was still having daytime parties but when I turned 9 my parents started letting my friends sleep over for parties. Even so, for my 12th birthday a friend of mine still wasn't allowed to sleep over even though her parents knew mine and knew they were decent people (incidentally I made my communion with her).
I'm in the Gods Girls Purgatory omg dying from excitement :D fingers crossed that I make it!!
I met the most beautiful, mesmerizing stripper ever at a club in DC on saturday night. I couldn't help but stick 20s in her garter instead of 1s. I had to see her again yesterday but she wasn't on schedule :( and I'm leaving town.
Oh well.
I took an editing job. Super boring, mediocre pay, but it means I don't have to rely on shitty as hell Houston customers to pay my rent anymore. I will probably still dance once or twice a month for another year or so, then I'm out for life. Wooooooo!
I gave up my dream of working in the ICU b/c people are too fat and I can't move them around. Now I'm back in school and focusing on pediatrics. I'm realizing a lot of the kids I'll be treating are twice my size. I almost dropped a 160 lb 13 year old on his ass today. Maybe I should specialize in neonates....
^I had a 10-month-old size 4T in my daycare class. I could hardly manage her weight as it was, and I almost dropped her when I picked her up one morning and she had explosive diarrhea run up her diaper and onto the table and floor. The worst part was that her father was a doctor, and they took horrible care of their daughter (as though the obesity didn't show that). Every time she came back to us from a weekend at home, she would have bloody diaper rash. It was so sad.
Life is funny, people think life is fair & expect something..lol get a grip, you can ask for your money back if you didn't get to fuck in VIP.
Love and Hip Hop gives me life.....especially after a day of work