smarts
who is smart
and who is silly? big brained northern europeans, apparently take the brain cake.
club is without minutes, as we were without the lustrous furgaslack attack, so we just meet in a low key fashion while I dozed beneath my sweatshirt hood. Stephen P. regaled us with tales of the glory days of the register, in the 80s, where the fauna frontier was embraced and the sun shone on the printing department. SLS regaled us with tales of what happens when companies do not update their computer systems because profits are tied to people, people! Robin regaled us with tales of her 4 months as a secretary, and I continued to doze.
and who is silly? big brained northern europeans, apparently take the brain cake.
club is without minutes, as we were without the lustrous furgaslack attack, so we just meet in a low key fashion while I dozed beneath my sweatshirt hood. Stephen P. regaled us with tales of the glory days of the register, in the 80s, where the fauna frontier was embraced and the sun shone on the printing department. SLS regaled us with tales of what happens when companies do not update their computer systems because profits are tied to people, people! Robin regaled us with tales of her 4 months as a secretary, and I continued to doze.
posted by Beverly Writer at 3/28/2006
2 Comments:
lovely! i hadn't realized you actually attained sleep.
That is a lie. I Actually never managed sleep, but I cam very close. Also I think your borderline illness theory gains more sense in my head every day. If this makes any sense.
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