The one with the new improved celebrity wannabe Heidi Montag on it. I promptly wrote a long scathing post expressing my dismay at her insecurities it all was.
My first job about of college was as a sales assistant (secretary) to five young stockbrokers at the firm of Dean Witter Reynolds, Inc. I had no dream job.
I had been feeling pretty good about myself. Procrastination was way down for the quarter and, while I was clearly not as fit as I was a couple of years ago.
I thought she was a mean girl and while I was not particularly fond of Vienna, I found Ali’s behavior towards her really unflattering and borderline cruel.
I never had penis envy, sorry Dr. Freud. I never wished I was a boy and never wanted to be a man. That isn’t to say I am a girlie-girl, I have just always thought that…
Since I had any familiarity with men’s underwear, I have been on Team Boxers. I came to accept the inevitability of tightie-whiteys, but they were unpleasant.
There are shelters that probably need help more than this clean, well-funded establishment, but I am fairly sure that I would want to bring every dog home.