Jessica is brave to go blonde, but it looks awesome! And a great cut - really shows off your eyes.
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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.
soon we want umfriends too
My umfriend! Mine! Not yours! t clutches IM conversations and plane reservation to chest MINE!
t runs away pouting
Mine's only a maybe-umfriend. We'll see.
Is it 5pm yet?
Is that how long you're there until, vw? May it get there quickly, then.
I'm off to the company summer picnic where I expect to chow down on a yummy brat, quaff a couple beers and enjoy the talents of the various musical stylings of the some of the company members. They're having a talent competition at this picnic. Should be interesting.
Later!
Sail, your company picnic is on a Saturday? That's not right! It should be on a workday, so you don't have to work, not making you come be work-social on an off day! Even if you like your coworkers.
I have friends who are in for the weekend from out of town. They want to go drink margaritas. I am going to go with, but I am at a loss as to what I can eat/drink at this place. So far on the list: refried beans. I'm wondering if a virgin strawberry daquiri would be good to my throat...
Jessica is brave to go blonde
Oh, I haven't. Well, not this time anyway -- I was blonde for a few months in 2002, but I'm currently still blue.
I'm wondering if a virgin strawberry daquiri would be good to my throat...
Sounds great -- all that crushed ice would be soothing.
Blue is usually braver than blonde. But have a cube farm desk job in a fairly conventional industry.
Now I want a daquiri.
Does an open plan office count as cubes? (I mean, it's basically just cubes with shorter walls.) Either way, I think I lose points for working in the entertainment industry.
vw, i forgot to say i think it's great you are having a party for Toto. When I lived in Rio, i had a group of friends with dogs. We would meet on the beach each morning. Whenever a dog had a birthday, the owner would bring special dog treats and human treats. Then we would take the dogs to the man who sold coconuts and buy each dog a coconut (and one for each of us, of course). One woman actually had her party catered. They brought the stuff to the beach. We also had a farewell party for Toby and Sebastian (and me) when I left at a park above the beach. Oh, and we had a secret santa dog toy exchange.