My pants are bankrupt, as usual. I was busy implementing a new system at work. The system is another story entirely, one that deserves its own post (or series of posts, more likely
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It's time to take a serious look at nationalizing your pants, just long enough to absorb the toxic assets, recapitalize and sell off the viable seams to the private sector.
Honestly, it'll be better than having a Japanese-style lost decade of zombie pants dragging you down.
Yay for reconnecting with random past loves. I think it's good for the psyche. See my trip in October, wherein I will see my first boyfriend for the first time in 20 years and four months!
He lives in NY, smokes like a chimney, and based on our phone conversation, has some other issues that make him romantically incompatible for me. No worries that he'll complicate things. It will just be nice to catch up.
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Honestly, it'll be better than having a Japanese-style lost decade of zombie pants dragging you down.
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WOOT!!
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