
Just so you'll know it's really me, let me remind you AGAIN that is very aggravating that your blog can't remember my info even though I DO HAVE cookies enabled. Hmph!
Otherwise, I'm truly feeling sorry for you, but not too much...as you have a job, and I have sort of a job. Did I mention they neglected to tell me they only had part time work for this contract?
I'll be going back and forth to the house this week. Wanna have lunch one day?
I can't believe they didn't tell you it was part-time. What a crock.
Buehler will be out, starting tomorrow, through the 19th, so I can do lunch. Let's pick a day!
(I know it doesn't save the info. There's nothing I can do about it, sorry.)
Posted by Anne at August 10, 2005 10:16 AMJust for the record, until you decide you want to pick a fight based on some obscure bit of information you "learned" from a backwater newspaper written by hillbillies you will NEVER sound like your mother.
Posted by L-i-K-S at August 11, 2005 07:45 AM
I fully expect to hear myself doing that any day now....
Well, okay, no, because I don't read hillbilly newspapers (that stuff will rot your brain) but other than that, I'm becoming scarily like her.
Posted by Anne at August 11, 2005 08:48 AM