vw, it's so totally not your fault. Also, your students couldn't have been panicking too much or they'd've called somebody somehow and gotten ahold of you themselves.
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.
Though being super psychic would be cool. If you pick up that trick, could you give me a shout? I've got a few questions.
Between that and me teaching you how to force men to make love to you for hours you'll be all set!
AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!
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I am fucking homicidal right now. That whole sitch with my sister from the other day just got even worse.
I'm going outside to smoke and calm down.
KILL KILL KILL
Long, slow drags, brenda. Lots of deep breaths.
Pink hightops have been achieved, although sadly, Hil, there was nothing smaller than a size 7, and the youth sizes were gone.
JZ and Deena, insent.
Nicole, could you delete that last part? That just...um...I just can't...
Job satisfaction: Sinking, sinking...
Annoyance Levels: Up on all bars.
Huh.
Sure. All better?
ARRRGH. There's been a ten-minute conversation in Chinese going on 4 feet behind my ear. For some reason, my brain can't tune out Chinese the way it can English. I think it keeps trying to parse.
For some reason, my brain can't tune out Chinese the way it can English. I think it keeps trying to parse.
Someone I know who knew about these sorts of things (can I recall this anymore poorly?) told me some languages' pitches makes it harder to tune them out. Chinese is one with a lot of high notes.