Beast~ma to Jilli. Poor guy. He must be uncomfortable.
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
Off to the gym I go. We'll see if I still feel murderous later.
Argh.
"Just because you cut somebody up in a bar don't make you a surgeon,bunk." (/David Simon likes carrots)
Allyson, I had to ask my parents for money when I was 29 (?) with a law degree hanging on my wall. I was working supposedly high paying temp jobs until library school started. I thought I was doing just fine, but not paying enough attention. I broke my ankle, which meant I couldn't work, and the temp jobs meant no real health insurance, and I found out just fine doesn't always cover what it should.
It happens.
Poor Beastie!
Perkins, YOU ARE NOT YOU KNOW WHAT-ING!!
I walked out of work after I finished teaching this afternoon. I polled the students, and they all assured me they were leaving for the weekend, so I figured why wait around when no one will be asking questions. I should go to the gym, but I'm liking the idea of cooking a real dinner.
I hope the Beast does better, Jilli.
Allyson, it's nice to have you in Bitches. Help yourself to the comfy chair.
I am so, Sparky.
Also, I'm going home now. Yay! I'll post stuff about the gifts for -t soon after I get there.
Plei, insent.
I am so, Sparky.
NotNotNotNotNotNotNotNotNotNotNotNotNot.
I heard a rumor that you SUCK. Is it true?
Yay! I'll post stuff about the gifts for -t soon after I get there.
In case I forgot to mention it earlier, I want to donate to that.
Jilli, want to co-ordinate with me, and we can send one package to Perkins for -t?
Susan, goes for you, too. I'm wanting to mail something out early next week, giving me the weekend to find more little nifties (soaps, etc) for her.