tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261837408675490422.post3111686195846182496..comments2010-06-08T10:28:06.894-07:00Comments on Don't Call Us Kate: Get out of my bubble!Don't Call Us Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12542901556836044954noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261837408675490422.post-13282029630158654562010-01-21T09:07:46.178-08:002010-01-21T09:07:46.178-08:00I'm sad you guys haven't written,i love th...I'm sad you guys haven't written,i love this blog.The Evil Bananahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16429777680892656054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261837408675490422.post-87513029170942142912009-10-29T12:42:58.767-07:002009-10-29T12:42:58.767-07:00Nice! PZ, you are my hero.Nice! PZ, you are my hero.Don't Call Us Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12542901556836044954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261837408675490422.post-78234574841438299822009-10-27T15:08:45.502-07:002009-10-27T15:08:45.502-07:00ha!!i can completely relate to this. I have to go ...ha!!i can completely relate to this. I have to go to the post office weekly and once a 40+ gentleman was in my personal space (people in the post office are big fans of "if I'm partically half way up your rear then I'm that much closer to getting service". After about 3 minutes of this hip (Lord i hope) touching me. I turned and glared at him... seemed to do the job.The Evil Bananahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16429777680892656054noreply@blogger.com