tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11090028.post238596646230669736..comments2008-04-08T15:57:04.461-04:00Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15943309802245491388noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11090028.post-14969505646417703202008-04-08T15:57:00.000-04:002008-04-08T15:57:00.000-04:00Hi Kitty,<BR/><BR/>HA! I have to deal with this all the time. I teach high school and all these crazy 14-17 year olds seem to think they can make a comment like this and it will just slide by unnoticed by their 28 year old, very youthful, very bright Spanish teacher. Ay ay ay!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11090028.post-32387489470524316622008-02-25T14:03:00.000-05:002008-02-25T14:03:00.000-05:00i feel u kitty...i have a hard enough time figuring out what defines ends meet now and days...im sure if we really broke it down its probably something less tangible than we recognize, which makes all of that which we call 'work' superflous, but until we find out what it really means, rents high, the economys in the tubes and drinks are $10 in this town, no? maybe 'the ends' change with time, and someday we'll get by on less, and be as happy (if not more), and not have to work tedious sundays at toro...someday, maybe...<BR/><BR/>ciao!<BR/>'butters'Braised and Confusedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15899331589253515449noreply@blogger.com