Yeah but the hours can tie you up.
'Harm's Way'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2004: Well, I Wasn't Expecting That.
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2004? Don't think we've forgotten about you.
SQUEEEEE!
Flea, you angel! The timing of your secret Santa gift to me couldn't have been better. Today's been high annoyance day at work, and the package showed up at just the right time for me to rip into it and enjoy it.
For the record, she sent me:
- A small tin of handmade spice cookies
- A batch of beads
- A bar of Dolfin dark chocolate with ginger
- Pamela Dean's The Secret Country trilogy
And my cubicle floor has little sparkly green holly leaves on it now.
A second Buffista's package showed up today, too. I don't remember if that post in which they mentioned the spark of it was locked or not, so I won't mention names, but wow, what timing. I am doubly Buffistaed and doubly blessed. Thank you both!
A second Buffista's package showed up today, too.
t raises eyebrow
If you mean me, it wasn't a locked post. And if you don't me, then, um, ignore this post.
I meant you, sweet Steph.
Oh, yay! Man, that got to you FAST!
Dominatrix for hire. Pay is good, and a natural for you.
I'm going to take that as a Very Special Compliment. ::grin:: Actually, I just found out that one of my close friends has become a phone sex operator this semester out of her dorm room. I think my mouth dropped open about a foot.
I'm going to take that as a Very Special Compliment. ::grin::
You know that's a compliment from me.
Actually, I just found out that one of my close friends has become a phone sex operator this semester out of her dorm room. I think my mouth dropped open about a foot.
"Yeah, I'm a coed. Uh huh. I'm sitting here on my bed and do you know what I'm wearing, naughty boy? Sweat pants. Oh yeah. Let's pretend you were the pizza delivery boy, okay?"
SA, can you mail the books to yourself back here? It would save on the schlepping.
An attendant at college suggested I do that. Back then, I blushed and made "I never!" noises. Now, I'd announce my new "Communications" company in the alumni mag.
I've always wondered what kind of money there is in phone sex--though I'd probably ruin everything by snickering at what the poor schmoe wanted me to say.