Nicky was the lucky person that got to be subjected to whatever happened to cross my mind. I just found these emails yesterday.
I totally stand by that sentiment.
Remember way back when on the Y & R and either Cricket and Danny, or Cricket and Paul had their honeymoon (or some random ‘romantic getaway’) in Newark? Did they ever clarify which Newark it was? Because apparently there is a Newark Delaware, and a Newark, New Jersey. Which begs the question… How effin' lame do you have to be to honeymoon in Delaware or New Jersey? I mean if your heart is absolutely set on Jersey, at least go to Atlantic city, so you can gamble and junk.
Just my .02
I checked that link. Sadly it appears that hottie Cameron Barnard no longer works for M2M imaging. Sad.The Business development manager for M2M Imaging is HAWT. http://www.m2mimaging.com/
aboutus/profiles.html - Cameron Barnard.P,S. The depths of my idiocy knows no limit. I've been driving around without a health card or drivers licence for the last week. Why, you ask? Because they have been in a safe at Staples, where some good Staples employee placed them after I LEFT THEM IN THE PHOTOCOPIER. Gah, me=moron.
I wanna make dirty monkey love to my own hair today… it looks THAT good.Well, it DID.
I think I’m in love with Mike Ness. I also think I’m becoming a country fan. Of the old school, not the new. Should I be disturbed?
A lot of thoughts came to me via the hours I spent on my iPod:
Nicky got to be privy to some of my geological discoveries as well:I’ve tried and tried, for years to like Rage Against the Machine. But I just don’t.
Not to mention my observations about the lovely building where we work:Arkansas… Copycat?
Let’s see, first there is the spelling. If you pronounce it how it looks, it could say “Our (pronounced ‘are’) Kansas” It’s like they wanted to be Kansas, but it was already taken, so they decided that parcel of land would be “Our Kansas”
Now I come across a site for the Ouachita Baptist college. Doesn’t that look like it could be pronounced like a bastardization of Wichita? And where is Wichita?
Buncha plagiarists, I say.
Nicky doesn't work there anymore, so I don't have her to send my random musings too. Thank God for Twitter.I found myself in the washroom on this end of the building, and avoiding the larger stall in much the same way I avoid parking in handicapped spots. And it occurred to me: How odd is it to have a wheelchair stall on the upper floor of a building that is clearly not wheelchair accessible? And I said ‘AHA! I must email Nicky…” But once I came out of the washroom, I looked at the so-called ‘wheelchair stall’ and realizing that the door on the stall was not nearly large enough for a wheelchair to pass through. This is not a wheelchair stall, just a case of lousy designing resulting in two average size stalls and one freakishly large one. Curses, foiled again.