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For Activities....(For Nae's benefit, I'm kidding about this whole next story, lol).

At girls night out this last weekend my friends and I were discussing our plans to do a 3-way husband swap for activities. As much as we love our husbands, we agree there are just some activiites that we don't want to do with them...Here's what we came up with.

For Activities....(For Nae's benefit, I'm kidding about this whole next story, lol).

At girls night out this last weekend my friends and I were discussing our plans to do a 3-way husband swap for activities. As much as we love our husbands, we agree there are just some activiites that we don't want to do with them...Here's what we came up with.

Had a dance party

Hung out with the girls Friday night, drank vodka, ate pizza, listened to old school 90's music, had a dance party. Good times.

I got Minions

I forgot how much I love to have these little buggers love me. "TREASURES!", "FOR YOU", "MASTER". Great game if you've never played Overlord.

Burger Jones

Had a dance party

Hung out with the girls Friday night, drank vodka, ate pizza, listened to old school 90's music, had a dance party. Good times.

I got Minions

I forgot how much I love to have these little buggers love me. "TREASURES!", "FOR YOU", "MASTER". Great game if you've never played Overlord.

Burger Jones

Thanks to Tank, I just learned that Worms 2 is being released on XBLA next week for 800 points.

If there is one game that can piss me off, cause me to throw controllers, tantrums, and quit - It's worms. It's not the game itself. It's the fact that Dean, is a master Worms player. It's serious bullshit. I have refused to play it with him for a long time now. He gets the luckiest most bullshit hits all the time. And crates just happen to drop on his worm's head. I have so many fuck-ups that I just end up assisting him win with suicidal worms.

Thanks to Tank, I just learned that Worms 2 is being released on XBLA next week for 800 points.

If there is one game that can piss me off, cause me to throw controllers, tantrums, and quit - It's worms. It's not the game itself. It's the fact that Dean, is a master Worms player. It's serious bullshit. I have refused to play it with him for a long time now. He gets the luckiest most bullshit hits all the time. And crates just happen to drop on his worm's head. I have so many fuck-ups that I just end up assisting him win with suicidal worms.

Just finished a huge project at work and through the stress of it all, I asked myself questions like "Am I crazy? or is it just everyone else that's nuts?" I just read a couple good books on management, teamwork and decision-making that helped sort some of that out. Turns out, I'm not crazy - maybe just a little. lol.

I know these are "old news" for the people that buy every business new release - but I just got around to them. Highly recommended.

Blink by Malcolm Gladwell

Just finished a huge project at work and through the stress of it all, I asked myself questions like "Am I crazy? or is it just everyone else that's nuts?" I just read a couple good books on management, teamwork and decision-making that helped sort some of that out. Turns out, I'm not crazy - maybe just a little. lol.

I know these are "old news" for the people that buy every business new release - but I just got around to them. Highly recommended.

Blink by Malcolm Gladwell

I make smoothies for breakfast. Frozen strawberries, V8 Fusion, and protein powder. They're delicious. Anyway, I measure by eye and last week I made a little bit too much. I stared at the bottom of the blender for just a second. I could have dumped it out. Nah. I turned on fat-girl mode, grabbed a straw and tore down the excess right out of the blender. While my face was halfway in the blender, smoothie drips streamed down my favorite white sweater and tan pants. I didn't even notice until I was washing the blender. It was bad. I should have taken a pic.

I make smoothies for breakfast. Frozen strawberries, V8 Fusion, and protein powder. They're delicious. Anyway, I measure by eye and last week I made a little bit too much. I stared at the bottom of the blender for just a second. I could have dumped it out. Nah. I turned on fat-girl mode, grabbed a straw and tore down the excess right out of the blender. While my face was halfway in the blender, smoothie drips streamed down my favorite white sweater and tan pants. I didn't even notice until I was washing the blender. It was bad. I should have taken a pic.