Stinky, Gross, Absolutely Sudoriferous

I had seen this word sudoriferous on wordsmith and thought it was perfect in describing--The annual quarter of funk that has begun. Every quarter beginning towards the end of May until about the beginning of August is the period of the year where the entirety of Southern California REAKS of body odor. Mainly trailing from, not surprising, our male counterparts. Why do they just smell so darn stinky anyway???

My Cheap Stinky at home absolutely insists that the house core temperature MUST be at least 88 degrees before it warrants the expense of flipping the switch on our AC. In the meanwhile, those lovely hooting and hollering gardeners outside the house (the one with the blinds that don’t get shut --another Stinky’ism) have had entertainment at the expense of a sEmi nekkid, po’d, overheated female.

Early Summer Paradise

Dave, my sister and I went to the beach the other day and had a marvelous time. I was perfectly content with my book and sandwich from this japanese bakery I found. Tonkatsu sandwich with bull dog sauce and cabbage on a freshly baked roll. Num! My Sister caught a wave! And So did Dave and this dog! Myself, just completely absorbed in my latest library find. Ahhh early summer.

Whoo Hoo!!! FINALLY!!

Fiesty?

I'm always on the look out for random license plates; and I must say this one takes the cake for the month. I see it every week in the office parking structure--it always makes me think to myself "now really?" click here

Doh! (dough?)

::sigh::

Well, it looks like I have some more waiting to do after all. It turns out that the message
"all we need is your math results" was misinterpretted by me "once we get your passing math results you're in"

The Assumption Queen strikes again!

So the waiting continues.....