For Crying out loud
Where are my gloves?
Nice black leather gloves, a Christmas present from Mr Bob. I had them yesterday morning.
In other news, of the three people I know waiting for grad school, one got in so far. I'm rather happy about that one, as I helped write the reference letter (though I notice the slacker isn't at work today).
posted by Aislinn Sirk @ 8:53 AM
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I think they're in my pockets.
Or with your colour glaze.
I realise I'm also missing some face creme and hair goop.
My head is still attached to my shoulders though.
Slacker labmate showed up grinning like an idiot, BTW.
Is that you Frodis?
Maybe your gloves have run off somewhere with my glove. Mine's red leather. It's a troublemaker.
Black leather. I still have my red leather gloves.
I agree-they are with Frodis's one glove. It's a threesome!
So you brought processed cheese to my blog yesterday? I see how you are.
Yeah, there will be plenty of time for slacking once beginning grad school! *smirk*
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