At least I'll rather talk about sofas than vacuum cleaners![]()
At least I'll rather talk about sofas than vacuum cleaners![]()
LOL I don't mind what we talk about. I just find it odd about the transition, but speaking of...my sofa is nice and comfy. How about yours...
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Isn't that just how girl talk goes? Moving from subject to subject
My sofa isn't that comfortable. I must admit I use it more for collecting piles of stuff (clothes, books, paper) on it rather than sitting on it...![]()
This is very true. I don't tend to pile things on my couch its far to comfy for that...
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I'm having issues. I'm on a shoe buying binge and there are so many cute pairs. I've bought these
and these
both in the last week. It's like I can't help myself.
The first pair are cute, but I dislike the second pair intensely.
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While I like both pairs of shoes that you bought, I could not see myself walking in these or even standing in them for that matter. Just give me a nice comfy pair of walking shoes or sneakers and my cowboy boots and I'm a happy camper.
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Ah, Niamh I'm so excited for you! Decorating is so much fun! Can't wait to see photos!
Love the peep-toes, Meg. I'm not a fan of the platform, but I'd be willing to overlook that small detail. They're cute. The other pair are what my friends and I call "bondage shoes". Have to say, I really dislike them. Are they anything close to comfortable?
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Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
I'm in the minority, I kinda dig the second pair. I bet they would be really cute with jeans.
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i like the first. not big on the second.
the worst possibly thing just happened to me... I dropped my watch down the toilet.![]()
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Yuck. Did you fish it out? When I drop stuff in the toilet, I usually just consider it lost.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
hahahaha, now that stinks. At work I usually have a pen in my back pocket and I'm forever dropping thenm in the toilet.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
I had to fish it out. Its a DKNY watch. Totally disinfected it.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Yeah, I always throw my pens away.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
Aww Niamh that sucks! It's not the worst though- my riding coach once lost her cell phone in a porta-potty at a horse show. And she fished it out. Eww.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?