'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
The hell? That's wrong on so many levels.
Supply of web people was higher than demand after the Crash, and salaries have never recovered fully from the glut. Then real estate took off.
I make more than $30K, but I couldn't buy even a condo on my salary.
Kara has been a sass monster tonight. We took them to taco bell and then to the library. On the way to the library she said, "Mommy, say 'car.'
Me: Car
Kara: Now say 'uh'
Me: uh
Kara: There! That's how you spell it! Say KARA! I am NOT little missy.
Bwah!
So. Um. School apparently cancelled my student loans...sent them back. IF THEY FUCK UP ONE MORE THING WITH THESE LOANS, I'M GOING TO STRANGLE SOMEONE!
WTF? Sorry, vw.
Can I have a few more hours today and some energy please? I have my first exam tomorrow and my brain is not accepting information.
{{{vw}}} argh!
Want a bbq fork? I think we've all got one at the ready, now.
Oh! I was always making Little Missy's name rhyme with Tara (how they said it on BtVS, except for Willow, who said it almost Terra), but anyhow...
SHE'S HYSTERICAL!
Oh, vw. *petpet* I'm sorry. Go read.
oh NO VW! Gods. I'm sorry. That just sucks so much that I should stop talking about it because it's ridiculous how much I state the obvious.
I am glad for all dads that are looking like they are in better health tonight. I am worried about my dad.
I wish I could be healthy about work stuff. Right now I'm just projecting all my fears of fucking up and of disapproval there and I want to run away. Un-health-eee!
Whoo! Astarte. Excellent!
I may need a couple bbq forks. I'll start out nice when I go in tomorrow, but I'm bringing in a list of everything they've fucked up so far this semester, and if they don't make me happy, I'm pulling that sucker out. It won't be pretty.
I'll join the crowd of tired people. I should be doing laundry, I'm not. My excuse? I went to the gym after work. I feel good I did it, but, damn, I'm tired! I'm not used to it anymore.
Deena, I forgot to say "squee" over the kidpics. But, just so you know, two of them made it into my "Pretties" folder, which is rapidly becoming Buffista babies and I may have to make a new folder for them.