I wasn't ignoring you. I was giving you your space to plan your little sailing trip with Monsty. Double hrrrrrmph. But I do like all that legal jargon. Very sexy. *smooch*
Currently? Finishing up a Final Judgment in a Civil Case to be filed with the NDNY Court Clerk. Also getting ready to send a DAG-72 memo up to the U.S. Attorney in regard to equitable sharing in the aforementioned civil case. I have done a complete Case Status Review for the DEA and spoken to someone about the new hire in our other office. This afternoon I will be working on a Restitution memo to be sent to the Asset Forfeiture and Money Laundering Section in regard to a large criminal case. I hate criminal forfeiture. Bleck.
How was that Carey? Do I have you all hot and bothered? *smooch*
I threw caution and the restituion case to the wind and am filing a Rule 16 Stipulation instead. Should I give you a run down everyday? I did, however, stop long enough to have the leftovers from yesterdays chef salad. By the way, the above-referenced salad was such a consummate blend of ingredients, it required no fat laden accessorials such as dressing or croutons!
(Tiny bits are going into my mouth as well as his. I seem to enjoy snacking his food. Plus he is a very.slow.eater so I fill up the time by snacking on his food. I am very fond of his Sweet Potato Veggie Puffs.)
PLEASE NOTE: Monsty is no longer referring to me as Tkit. From now on she shall refer to me as BF (Best Friend). The additional F (Forevah) will be added as we see fit.
I told this all to Carey and she told me not to say anything and that you would try to steal me. Seeing as though she's ignoring me...here goes. This may seem like a brag and well, it is. Maybe 'surpised' will take some pot shots at me too. I can only hope.
For two years, I lived in Westwood, MA on Clapboardtree Street. The former coach of the BC Eagles, Jim O'Brien bought our house when we moved. I also dated former Red Sox owner John Harrington's son, Sean, when I was 14. We were also members of Woodlands Country Club where my father and I were the Father-Daughter Golf Champs two years in a row. How's that?
Carey, love, I believe you mean braggart. If you are going to insult me as such, I prefer to be referred to as a vaunter. It has a nicer ring. Thank you in advance for your attention to this matter.
Well, for my bragging moment, when I was applying for colleges, I had a moment where I thought I'd leave the state of Texas. I was accepted to Ithaca but couldn't handle the cold weather, so I declined.
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I'm ignoring you from you ignoring me yesterday. Hrrrmph.
Oh and I'm working. I fvcking hate Petitions for Remission when a case goes uncontested. Stoopid waste of my time.
I wasn't ignoring you. I was giving you your space to plan your little sailing trip with Monsty. Double hrrrrrmph.
But I do like all that legal jargon. Very sexy. *smooch*
I'm looking for Wenty pics and eating a blueberry muffin.
What YOU doin'?
pickin' my
So when should I tell Monsty that I dated previous Red Sox owner, John Harrington's son? Would now be a good time?
*smooches*
Mmmmm, Wenty.
But Breezy, don't you mostly
Heh, yes, now would be a good time. *smooch*
Wenty has been added to my blog post. Looking quite fine, if I may say.
*takes cold shower*
*runs over to Jen's blog*
Eating breakfast and writing a shopping list.
Turkey bacon and one egg, over easy. Going to Target.
*adds half n half to Swami's list*
I ran out this morning and coffee is icky without it.
And? I love Target.
Working. And it SUCKS!! I'm going to Mexico in a week and a half, and I can't wait!!!
*sigh* We used to go to Mexico every other year. We haven't been in a few years and I miss it.
Writing this comment.
duh!
Smart ass. *whack*
Taking a break from work.
Eating Whippets, nursing, and pretending to do housework.
Green posting.
*pooting*
Being snarky to a troll on my baby names board.
Being overwhelmed with all the work I have to do.
*sobs*
Don't you miss me when I'm not here?
Oooh! One more thing.. I know where you can get a roll of Astroturf for cheap.
God, I have to stop posting before I read.. I went to the evil Wal-Mart this morning, too. I bought some neat stuff, but I still need a juice pitcher.
Nutz screwed up my posting streak. Hey, Nutzy, isn't it end of term for you? Shouldn't you be adding grades or something?
*evil grin*
I swear I am going to stop polluting your blog now.
Currently? Finishing up a Final Judgment in a Civil Case to be filed with the NDNY Court Clerk. Also getting ready to send a DAG-72 memo up to the U.S. Attorney in regard to equitable sharing in the aforementioned civil case. I have done a complete Case Status Review for the DEA and spoken to someone about the new hire in our other office. This afternoon I will be working on a Restitution memo to be sent to the Asset Forfeiture and Money Laundering Section in regard to a large criminal case. I hate criminal forfeiture. Bleck.
How was that Carey? Do I have you all hot and bothered? *smooch*
Michelle OWNS a carpet store. So I know where to get cheap astroturf too. She just won't let me do it.
Swoon and THUD. *grin*
And? You had me at "currently"
I would tell you, but I don't think this is that type of blog.
Sure it is. *grin*
Trying not to scream.
I'm at work, can you tell?
Yeah but maybe a new job soon, Momma. *smooch*
feeding all stah and popping tiny bits of buttered toast in my mouth.
(There. That is better. I missed a couple of words so I had to retype my post.)
Why tiny bits?
Because he is a tiny person.
I threw caution and the restituion case to the wind and am filing a Rule 16 Stipulation instead. Should I give you a run down everyday? I did, however, stop long enough to have the leftovers from yesterdays chef salad. By the way, the above-referenced salad was such a consummate blend of ingredients, it required no fat laden accessorials such as dressing or croutons!
Monsty, you said tiny bits in YOUR mouth.
Funny how Tkit and Monsty seem to post around the same time. You were hanging out with each other, weren't you? *pout*
*hands Tkit some sun screen*
Nope. We are not together.
(Tiny bits are going into my mouth as well as his. I seem to enjoy snacking his food. Plus he is a very.slow.eater so I fill up the time by snacking on his food. I am very fond of his Sweet Potato Veggie Puffs.)
Giada will NOT be pleased.
*looks way up in the comments*
Uh. Coco confessed to eating dogs way up there and no one jumped. Or are Whippets some kind of Canadian Cool Whip? Maybe Chocolate Truffle Cool Whip?
Poutine Cool Whip.
Nevermind. I just went to Coco's blog. Her Whippets aren't dogs after all.
Swami <--- caught by the old cross-blogging trick.
My feet hurt! *pout* Stupid shoes. I'm used to kicking them off under my desk all day long.
Here let me get your back Monsty. You seem to be burning a bit.
I think we should follow this course and then tack when we get to the bridge.
Poor Glowie. *smooch*
*ignores Tkit*
Actually. (And this is a blog entry of its own, really.) Tonight, All Stah's secondi will be the secret family recipe of tagliatelle alla bolognese.
Dolci will be his usual Yo Yo Baby Stonyfield yogurt.
*stomps foot*
You're ignoring me again?! That's two days in a row!
If I were speaking to Monsty, I would go to her house tonight.
Well, my darling IG, you seem to be so busy with Monsty that I thought I would give you two some alone time. *pout*
*waves to BF*
PLEASE NOTE: Monsty is no longer referring to me as Tkit. From now on she shall refer to me as BF (Best Friend). The additional F (Forevah) will be added as we see fit.
*snort*
Funny, I had different words for BF. *giggle*
BF, where did you live in Mass?
Mmm..roast whippet.
And someone needs to get a room, although I'm not sure who.
Oh, and I took a brief break to tidy my house, but now Beeloop is hungry again so I am feeding him. Milk, his favourite.
Actually he's finished now and has gone all limp on my lap. He is so heavy when he is sleeping.
You two keep it up and I will not allow anymore comments on this blog.
I told this all to Carey and she told me not to say anything and that you would try to steal me. Seeing as though she's ignoring me...here goes. This may seem like a brag and well, it is. Maybe 'surpised' will take some pot shots at me too. I can only hope.
For two years, I lived in Westwood, MA on Clapboardtree Street. The former coach of the BC Eagles, Jim O'Brien bought our house when we moved. I also dated former Red Sox owner John Harrington's son, Sean, when I was 14. We were also members of Woodlands Country Club where my father and I were the Father-Daughter Golf Champs two years in a row. How's that?
Bragger. :)
Carey, love, I believe you mean braggart. If you are going to insult me as such, I prefer to be referred to as a vaunter. It has a nicer ring. Thank you in advance for your attention to this matter.
Where did you summer?
(I am kidding people. Westwood is around Milton? I grew up in Andover and Weston. I live west of Boston now.)
Say! From now on, let's just have our BFF chats in Carey's blog. Do you live near Hobart College now?
Okay, Braggart.<--showing how obedient I can be.
Westwood is next to the dreaded Dedham and close to Canton and Norwood.
Since we weren't from there orginally, we spent our summers at the country club pool and tennis courts.
I think that is a perfectly lovely idea. That is until Carey "DooWahs" us and pulls the comments. I really don't want to be DooWah'ed.
Hobart is west and a little south of here. Though, I have been to see my brothers' play lacrosse.
Your brothers went to Hobart?
*snort* DooWahed. LMAO
No. One went to Cornell and the other to Ithaca. I went there to see them play against Hobart.
Am I the only one who doesn't know what the hell Tkit and Monsty are talking about?
BTW, I SUMMER in my back yard!
Gesh.
Well, for my bragging moment, when I was applying for colleges, I had a moment where I thought I'd leave the state of Texas. I was accepted to Ithaca but couldn't handle the cold weather, so I declined.
They're just being snooty together, Lasann. You can ignore them. I do. :)
I don't blame you, Momma. Cold weather=icky
And I get my swoop
I left you a note in Tkit's BFF blog.
*rolls eyes*
You can't swoop yourself, Carey. That like incest or something.
Cold is good.
P.S. - Grandson is back at his post for a while.
What am I doing? I'm wondering how you mange 71 comments on a two word post. *grin*
Maybe you can do yourself one better and go for one word next time?
*licks frosting off fingers*
Next time she can go with "'sup?" *grin*
LOL Glowie!
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