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Yeah, I suck at gramma. :)
Vote for the altoids and fancy band-aids.
The song reminds me of something a female N.Q. Arbuckle would write - if he had stayed up late, had a crappy bear and pondered his uterus.
Thanks, Morte, but this isn't my page - weirdo.
Hey, I just bought an iMac from the same 500 euro seller! Oh, and my address is... :^)
Awesome tasking!
Frankly, I find it extremely odd that there is not a single loose rock within 5 blocks of my house, in any direction. Where do they all go? The only thing I can think of is that some vampire was burned to death during the sanfrancisco fires during the great quake, and after his ashes got spread over the city and embedded themselves in fresh cement, and then still hot rocks from the fire. Now his individual molecules are slowly moving back together to reform his original body - though this time, infused with stone, he will be much harder to kill. (Probably have to shoot him into the sun or something)
Wow, good work taking on those fears!
Good work on #5 in particular, blinky doodads are well worth any amount of personal anxiety.
The thought of public speaking mortifyies me, but you carried it off excellently it sounds like!
Thanks for the urban quarry advice, Loki. I'll remember that next time a stone related task comes up.
As far as having Thor's hammer goes, I'm sure I'll become much more popular after his movie comes out.
What sort of passive aggressiveness is this! Servant! Bring me my hammer!
@Dopey: Nah, I'm got bigger plans for fire with an upcoming praxis. This hand-goose is cooked enough :^)
@Waldo: Reading through your link encrusted post was entertaining, though tough for me to distill meaning from. I would say that the choreography made the dancing guys and flaming hairspray video - there was barely enough fire there to BBQ a gnat. It was good, though not my favorite
Vote for the teddy bear head suit.