Ahh....my day just got better. Co-worker brought by homemade Halloween cookies. Sugar cookies and gingerbread in the shape of ghosts, cats, cauldrons, BOO, bats and moons. Cute AND tasty. yum.
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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 creepy kid at work followed me to lunch, so I had to bring it back to my desk.
ewww! Uncle Vito? I have a job for you . . .
You see? This day is definitely going down in the annals of something or other. You would not believe the amount of shit flying my way from all directions.
This day is definitely going down in the annals of something or other. You would not believe the amount of shit flying my way from all directions.
then shouldn't that be "anals of something or other"?
So the shit has hit several fans at once?
I'm so sorry Aimee, but I am glad that you got to be with him.
I had an eye appointment and discovered that my distance vision had just gotten dramatically worse in the space of a month, for no apparent reason. ( I think my doctor was expecting a cataract. Nope.)
That's weird, Betsy.
Are your palms fuzzy? No? I got nothin' then.
Do you have another appointment?
Urk. That doesn't sound reassuring, and really, "no cataracts" ought to.
Yeah, that would be disconcerting, Betsy. I hope they find a simple, non-progressive reason.