I don’t know her but I guess I just didn’t picture the two of you ending up together. Not that I ever took time out of my own life to picture you or something.
I will go to great lengths to ward off the February blahs. In years past, I have decorated my home with tropical flourishes, distracted myself with games and group trips, tried to embrace winter with snowmobiling and “Doctor Zhivago” weekends. I have done all I can think to do, and February still comes… and stays. [...]
He felt they were speaking directly to him. Obviously, they had noticed him and, in their own subtle, feminine way, they were inviting him to approach.
“The situation under discussion bears few distinguishing characteristics from that of the historical reality of pre-war Poland.” (Duh.)
Like any good loyalist, I’m perfectly willing to laugh when we’re making fun of ourselves, but I can’t stand to hear mockery from outside.
One can never be too prepared for flying; after all, regulations tend to vary from day to day and it is important to remain a step ahead of any changes in order to guarantee a smooth and enjoyable flight.
Population: You, and billion other zitty, hormonal folks who seem to have lost the hems of their skirts.
It is incredibly cold inside but I resist putting on my sweater. Something, something… “the right to bare arms”… After all, I don’t want them to think that I am trying to hide something. I have nothing to hide. No way. Not me.
When Apple announced the opening of their App Store for Mac, I was excited: my first personal exposure to this wonderful world of Angry Birds and Urban Spoon. Here’s what I’ve learned so far.