If sj isn't cool, then I never want to be.
Buffy ,'Help'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Awww. Thanks, Sean. How's life been treating you?
It's had it's ups and downs. I got screwed over by another temp assignment, which in turn screwed me over as far as getting an on-set job (I passed on the on-set job in order to not screw over the temp assignment, who then screwed me over).
Then my clutch went out, turning my car into a giant paperweight.
But other than that, things are fine.
Ugh, sorry about the temp agency and the car. I hope things start turning your way soon.
cool = relative thing
Being cooler can involve micro-degrees. But still, I was happier than I'd been in school and really enjoyed people who weren't so enjoyable before. It was a nice cross-dimensional kind of shift.
My ten year reunion was fun, if a bit on the underplanned side.
So many of the guys were balding. It was scary.
The guy I'd photomanipulated into baldness for the April Fool's edition of the school paper senior year looked just like the manip. (He was one of our editors, as well as being Senior Class President, and thus the body responsible for the underplanning.)
There was a lot of drinking, a lot of catching up, and Ron Jeremy got mentioned (Back before his stint on the Surreal Life), which earned me points.
So many of the guys were balding
This too. And the head cheerleader had 4, count them four kids by then. Phew.
I'm really hoping to make it to my 10 year reunion. If it happens (I haven't heard yet), it's going to be in the super crunch time at work, so I'm hoping it's Saturday night so I can fly out in the afternoon and fly back Sunday morning. Cause hey--I'll be able to say I've just flown around the world! That'll sound cool! I'm hoping that the fabulous single life in the city will sound cooler than the lameness I'll feel when everyone is married with kids except me.
I missed my 10-year reunion, and am now only four years shy of my 20-year. Someone get me my cane.
Loved the music in the movie. Really need to get this soundtrack.
Me too. I need some new writing music.
Susan and Gloomcookie have new tags. Health-ma for Jeff. Marriage-ma for Gud. I disappear again.