Way too cold in barnes and noble tonight. I was bundled up in my hoodie and then randy came by to warm me up. LOL
Over heard “so I wrote this message and it said -I can’t believe you’re so stupid- Then well… There are three buttons delete, send, forward. Guess which one I pressed? Yeah, she was flaming mad. Our date Saturday is off.”
Took this with my old crappy cellphone camera. I’ll miss that phone (a little).
Apparently, my ‘goal will be met in two months’. Question is, which goal…
iPhone app for Jehovah’s Witnesses so they can keep track of how many times they’ve visited your doorbell….really.
either the biz plan will work… or not.
Should we be concerned that fellow next to me in Starbucks has just left a meeting where he was advising “the board” of a company and now he is getting advice from a psychic (who is using this Sbux as her office)? I should mention here that the psychic gets advice from her cat. And the cat gets advice from God. So, it’s a little like celestial telephone tag.
