It’s yearly performance evaluation time around here. One of the people I supervise is normally quite verbose in her writing, but when she submitted her evaluation, most of her comments were barely a sentence. When I asked her about the brevity, she replied that that was all she could get out without being sarcastic.
I have a feeling that my responses will be equally as brief.
Lindsay Lohan wore this:
I don’t really understand the crotch pocket/panel outside of one needing access for the management of itching or other afflictions of genital region. Regardless, it looks gross.
Yesterday, I stood behind a girl at the post office who had cute green flats on. While I was admiring them, she leaned forward just enough for half of her heel to lift out of the shoe. Her Achilles tendon area was covered in giant, raw, bleeding blisters.
It looked so painful that my stomach had a spasm at the sight of them. Band-Aids, you need a lot of Band-Aids.
Also, just typed in “spasmed” and that perhaps is not a real word and it cannot be used as a verb as there is not past tense of “spasm” since it’s actually a noun? You can’t verb a noun, Cely!
English, y u so difficult?
Finally, frequent commenter and general snarky bastard, Dave, took a little stroll on the beach this week. Right across an area famous for oyster shells.
Surprisingly, he’s not an Aggie.
My sincere apologies to those of you who not only just endured a picture of feet, but bleeding and torn up feet at that.