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One of my Facebook friends just got out of a spin class, and her status reads, "Spun to death!!! Literally!!"
I don't have her address, or I'd send her husband a sympathy card.
Ugh. That kills me. Literally!!!!
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Shhh...the gremlins seem to be sleeping...<typing very quietly>
Just because it's MY hell, doesn't make it any less valid or important. I spend every professional day tending to other people in their hell, and I tend to downplay or ignore my own hell. My hell deserves as much credence from me as I would give to anybody else.
Furthermore, I should ignore my own hell at my own risk. It will eventually require me to give it the attention that it demands and deserves.
My own personal hell: I'm sorry I ignored you for so long. You have my complete attention. Lesson learned. Let's sit down and talk about this. What can I do to help you?
Why isn't it Friday yet?
Why isn't it Friday yet?
I would agree with that.
Boy, did anyone else just feel a chill? pmann and I are starting to agree on things. Hell hath surly frozen over!!!
Son of a bitch! When you know you've misplaced a chapstick, TRIPLE check all you pockets before you do your laundry. Four pairs of scrubs.....ruined!
Stupid!
On the contrary, simply wear the scrubs as is, and if anyone asks about what is on the scrubs, just tell them, "it was from that group that came in, from the pileup by the highway last night"