OMG, Fay. I just want to cut his tiny little heart out with an Ebola-encrusted spork and make him eat it.

erika, speaking of lovepiles, have you checked the F2F thread recently?

Oh, I see. Rumours that... perhaps you... came to Egypt at the same time? It's not a very good suggestive joke, is it?

No, I have not...not wishing to Die of Jealousy.

kicks erika's butt into F2F

Yay for healthy boobies, Toddson!

More Lily: [link]

Too cute! Yay for me getting to see her in person soon.

(I'm ignoring the poopy talk, just because.)

It is beyond baffling. Because clearly it was meant to be a double entendre of some kind, and the general consensus is that either it's supposed to imply some kind of Big Gay Thing between me and Flatmate (which, to be fair, is entirely plausible, 'cause we're coupletastic and slashy as fuck and have already been assumed to be a couple previously) or else it's supposed to imply some kind of Threesome thing.

His social skills? Really not great. Also, he manages to insert a put down into everything. It's phenomenal. It's like a superpower. The 'Mr D's a fat bastard' speech was astounding, but we also had "Wow, there's really nothing I can say, you've said it all (in response to the standing ovation given to 2 members of staff who've been at the school for 5 years and have been pivotal to the running of the place)...Mr and Mrs S are tremendously important around the school. If you hate having Maths after break, that's Mr S's fault, because he does the timetable."

Then this evening we've had a staff party in a swanky hotel (where the manager is the husband of a member of staff). Evil Boss stood up and said "I'd like to thank Mr M for letting us have the party here. It's really lovely, with the food and everything. If anyone's sick in the morning and can't come into work, we'll understand why."

?

He has no social skills. None.

eta Oh - Bitches to whom it particularly applies. Anyone here find the word lesbian offensive? Preferring dyke/queer/gay/other term of your choice?

Good grief, Fay. Thank goodness you're escaping.

How's the escape coming, by the way?

Ask me in 24 hours. Heaven knows what and if we'll have been paid by then. I'm hoping for 2 1/2 months, will be content with 2 months, and will be unsurprised but bitter as hell with anything less.

Re the whole 'Hey, they're a couple' thing - let's just keep in mind that he said this to the assembled school, aged 7 to 18, plus all co-workers.

I mean, whether we're shagging or not is really neither here nor there. Hello, appropriateness?

Sigh.

(However, we spent much of the evening wrapped around each other and I groped her arse repeatedly. Had rather a lot more alcohol been consumed, I might even have snogged her - we had this whole 'look, we're a couple!' thing going on.)

...I very much don't want to have a crush on my flatmate, and presently don't. I can't answer for the future, though, because the sheer fucking slashy nature of our friendship is a bit of a trial at times. But I really don't want to go down that route. That way lies badness.

Please God, they pay me...

Okay, okay...I went in, felt my virtues all extolled, and y'all Bayistas already know I want to visit. I would love to show you what there is to show, here, too. "Buffistas on Mill" has show it every Christmas potential already. Cass, back me up! But May in Phoenix is mostly more like "penance" than vacation unless we get lucky again next year. Fay, ew. Your boss...just ew. Actually, he reminds me of the Speaker of The house here, who really enjoyed finding out freshman rep S. is Bi Girl. (Which I already knew...I'm assuming we went to college together rather than KS having Bi-Tourette's.) Skeevy old Speaker W. probably wants to *watch*.

Raise your hand if you want pictures of my new haircut! (Yes, I know I said I wouldn't take pictures tonight b/c I both feel and look like death on toast b/c of this cold, but, well, I took pictures anyway. And I look like death on toast.)