KB, are you still on the Bay Area Buffistas mailing list? 'Cause this morning I sent out a notice about a couple of jobs (FT, bennies) opening up in my division. You may take one look at them, shudder, and back away, but who knows?
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.
His supervisor had bloody well better have something more constructive to offer than a load of criticism and an animatronic cat, dammit.
No, she's nice. It's the other boss.
Awwww....Hec! Poor you. I hope the talk goes well. Stupid stressful job.
I think I quite possibly might have the best haircut I've ever gotten. That was an absolutely amazing experience. It started with a stress-reducer treatment (mini-massage). Then, the shampooing was a three-step process with a hot towel treatment. Then, when she was all done with my hair, she's like, "You need *just* a little color on your face." So, I got a little makeover too. It was so much fun and just what I needed. I was there for an hour and a half!
PICK. CHURES.
I think I quite possibly might have the best haircut I've ever gotten.
It is a day of celebration! How well I remember when bon bon came home with her Best Haircut Ever, and Rio's Triumphant Coif Return from New York City.
It's the other boss.
Oh, hell. Do you mean the one who's almost never in because she's out at the Palo Alto office or off lunching and dining and jetskiing with the fall associates while you're supposed to psychically intuit every detail of all the scheduling snafus she failed to mention to you before she left? That one?
There will be pictures as soon as Emily gets home. I suck at taking pictures of myself.
Oh, and did I mention it positively bounces? It bounces! It's so much fun!
Do you mean the one who's almost never in because she's out at the Palo Alto office or off lunching and dining and jetskiing with the fall associates while you're supposed to psychically intuit every detail of all the scheduling snafus she failed to mention to you before she left? That one?
That's the one. In fact, she's late for our meeting because she's having a long lunch right now.
That one?
I HATE that one. {{{Hec}}}
The last few days have been bleah. I've gotten stuff accomplished but I'm having trouble basking in that accomplishment (including FINALLY getting the computer/entertainment room Owen friendly, cleaning, catching up on laundry and doing the quarterly plush-toy wash since O's had TWO colds in two months).
I even paid off the truck--but that left us with no money, so that may be what's making me sad. But hey--no more monthly payment, so yay?