DEAR NYTIMES, SHE CALLED THE FUCKING *CDC* BEFORE GETTING ON THE PLANE (BECAUSE SHE'S A FUCKING *NURSE*) AND SHE WAS CLEARED TO FLY. SO CHECK YOUR STORY BEFORE MAKING IT SOUND LIKE SHE'S AN IDIOT. LOVE, MEG
After carding me at the liquor store, the cashier said, "You don't look 39!" I'm not 39 (no offense to the 39-year-olds in the crowd). I said, "You don't either!" She said, "I'm 20. My mom is 39. I'm going to be so sad when she turns 40 because then she'll be really old." Yeah. "Have a great night!" I said.
You know the hospital in Dallas, the one that's all over the news for how incompetently they've handled the ebola situation, and for how incompetently they've covered up their incompetence? A decade ago, they laid off my (extremely competent) dad, after 24 years of service (i.e., a few months before pension eligibility). Reaping/sowing/etc.
If you are sending flowers to someone because their cat died, but also the next day is their birthday (though you wouldn't ordinarily send flowers for their birthday), what do you write on the card? Just, "Thinking of you"?
Do you guys ever daydream that one day FriendFeed will get emancipated from Facebook, in, like, a "no hard feelings" kind of a way, and then the whole world will realize how great it is, and they'll all sign up, and then we'll be, like, the rock star elders of FriendFeed, and everyone will love and worship us?