well there's your answer...it might also explain the uncontrollable urge to own purple feather boas....

I am the manry-est of men!

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this unit wouldn't mind keeping these programs...just in a bit less 'active' function.

I am the manry-est of men!

.....well, as a machine I am incabible of being anything else...however if you'd like I shall confer with the killing doll unit(who's name I have yet to decide if he's XI or XIV)

*hides under the sofa*

::goes into sleep mode with a kitteh on her lap::

Oh yes - I'm suppose to be doing that.

>.>.......I blame having tomorrow off on why I can't seem to stop being on the interwebs and going to bed...despite the terribly cute cat waiting there for me

<3 awww... tell the kitty you need five more minutes.

kitty is adorably positioned belly up and toes outstretched to lure me into bed...methinks he wants tummy rubs!

Bed time! Belly rubs must be made in bed. (I know that sounds kinda wrong doesn't it?!)

Nah, sounds perfectly reasonable to me. and they were good belly rubs! And now for a productive day :;glares at self:: hear that me, productive!

I know I'n for it - I have to go to social security in a moment here - then I'm helping a sick friend with her baby.

Ugh, does not sound fun at all, I wish you luck and patience. I have to deal with kids for work, I do not deal with them when I'm not at work. I live in terror my BF is going to drag along her friend and friend's newborn on wednesday when we get together. How do you politely tell a formally pregnant woman that you don't want to see her spawn?

Why not go to a place that is a little more mature. You can't really take a baby to a bar or something. Or just be honest, if she's your friend she'll understand. Actually, I'm not a baby person, but my friend baby is freaking cute. And She's my friend and she needs help.