How about Condoleeza Scalia von Rumscroft?
Heh. Now I have to get... something, so I can name it this.
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How about Condoleeza Scalia von Rumscroft?
Heh. Now I have to get... something, so I can name it this.
Thanks, Nora. How are you today?
I hate people and my job, but I'm working real hard not to let it get to me.
My throat feels better, just kind of vaguely scratchy and dry. I know I'll be drinking a ton of water. Just 'cause it feels so goooooood. I am glad I took the day off yesterday and rested, I think it will help over the long run.
Gotta catch up with work I missed yesterday... sigh.
Tommy, I'm sure it would be the perfect name for one of these.
Heh. Now I have to get... something, so I can name it this.
Get a Venus Flytrap!
{{{Nora}}} I am sorry work is so bad. Much ~ma to get through your day. We need to plan a get together soon. I miss you.
Tommy, I'm sure it would be the perfect name for one of these.
Hee. Yeah, I can see that name working for Black Death, Ebola or the Flesh Eating virus.
Jesus. Today is going to suck in countless as-yet-undescribed ways. Right out of the gate, I have the following:
(1) I well and truly have a cold and feel like total total shit.
(2) I slept through my alarm, by more than an hour.
(3) Upon arriving at work, my sort-of-boss-co-worker (not Chatty, and not Incompetent) immediately started slagging on how bad the layout looks. The layout that I've done the same way -- the way SHE taught me when I started working here -- FOR THE PAST TEN YEARS!
She ended the discussion by telling me, and I quote, "Shut up!!!", complete with the exclamation points. Bitch.
(4) I have a hole in the butt of my pants, which I didn't discover until I got to work.
(5) Still not king.
Meh. Just fucking kill me now. (This is a *Wednesday,* mang. Shouldn't days this crappy be Mondays?)
cereal:
Cindy, I got your e-mail, but I have to fix the shitty looking layout, so I can't reply until later.
Hm, I think Incompetant Co-Worker needs to meet Mr. Smack in the Face!