I work in a professional office, so my career attire is suits, skirts, stilettoes.
At home, you'll find me in a t-shirt and jeans, and they usually have either Pine-sol or flour on them.
Talking on the phone is one of my least favorite things to do. I'd much rather email.
I'm more than half Dutch, but I can't eat cheese and beer makes me sneeze. Is that some sort of divine joke?
I can ask you, in Spanish, what is your telephone number. But when you tell me, I won't understand your answer.
My natural hair color is blonde. I just dyed it darker. Shouldn't that make me smarter?
How can I be such a worry wart, and still not get all spastic in my job?
I really think I need a day off. But even when I take one, I don't really NOT DO stuff.
How is it possible that a little girl who was afraid of stuffed animals, did NOT grow up to be a woman who was afraid of snakes?
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