Discussion in 'General Chat' started by Bergdorf Goodwill, Feb 7, 2007.
I hope she is not a cleaner.
That's how I've felt about his posts for a while...wtf doesn't even begin to cover it.
Ugh, I couldn't tolerate this: I grew up in a household with a mother that cooks and cleans well. So I'd die if I was with a woman that couldn't hold her own.
^ yeah, my wife grew up with householdservants, and with the idea that she would never really need to know how to do stuff around the house. so she really don't enjoy or really understand how to run a household. she tries her best, but it is her obsolute last priority, she would rather do pretty much anything than deal with the household. on the other hand, she has to deal with everything by herself, because I work hard and travel, and we have 3 young kids, which is a lot of work in itself. we do have a cleaning woman, but the day to day falls on her. such is life, I ahve gotten used to it.
focking raining for the third day im a row. the ever present gray overcast sky is pretty suck ass.
btw, my wife is teh awesome at cooking and cleaning
Nothing at all, life is really boring right now. Just studying so I do well in my exams in january so I can get into UCL, LSE or KCL, going to the gym 4 days a week so I can do a PL meet in the summer and going out maybe twice a week. Only post about the weird shit.
Oh ok. in that case we'll ignore all of your other posts that point to the exact opposite. Srsly, either you enjoy all of the odd shit that happens in your life or you really need to get the fuck out of where you live.
cool, can we come over for yontif?
Same. I've given up and learned to live with that little layer of dirt.
Poast pics of winfe cooking and cleaning or it didn't happen.
I was the same before I met my wife...
When we did move together , I found pizza under the sofa with penicilin on it...
Good old times.
When two lanes merge into one (e.g. on an on-ramp for instance), why do people insist on riding right up next to my rear quarter panel until the very last possible moment, when I'm going to end up in front of them anyways?!
This is still not sorted out
Is it just my office or is every workplace concerned with what each other eats for lunch every day? I always have people snooping looking at what I might be eating. If it is something out of the ordinary they always have to comment on it. This one lady comes over and asks me every day what I am eating. What is wrong with people? I ask her why she is so snoopy about what I eat and she got really offended.
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