Last week, I decided that I wanted to leave a sound byte. I was psyched, because it would be in the paper a day after my best friend's birthday, and although this isn't perfect, I looked at it as stretching out the fun. Come to find out ... no paper ran on Friday. So, now, a week later ... here is my happy birthday shout out. Mer-dawg ... I love ya girl. Hope you had a wonderful birthday, my little sugar plum fairy, and I can't wait for many more to come.
-- Birthday Wishes
Once upon a time, The Man decided to create a Fire Marshall. Something went horribly awry, however, and now U.Va. is plagued by a rampaging monetary succubus that will not stop until we plaster our walls with concrete and sleep on sheets of stainless steel. And that's not sexy at all.
-- All Fired Up
I don't understand how hard it is not to throw your crap away. Like there's the little counter at Alderman Cafe where you get lids and sleeves for your hot drinks. Somehow people manage to leave their sugar packets, straws, napkins, and about half their cup of coffee, sometimes even whole pastries, on the counter. Not to mention the fact that there are like eight trash cans within a four-foot radius. It's utterly disgusting and not anyone's job except your own to put away the mess that you made.
-- Talking Trash
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