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Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

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Laura - Nov 08, 2005 5:53:34 pm PST #3645 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.

Ouch Daniel! Don't spare the ice.


Trudy Booth - Nov 08, 2005 5:54:21 pm PST #3646 of 10003
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

They were swimmin' around in the wild, any alleged poo would have rinsed right off.


Cass - Nov 08, 2005 5:55:20 pm PST #3647 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Hi Susan.

OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...


Trudy Booth - Nov 08, 2005 5:55:26 pm PST #3648 of 10003
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Ouch! Poor Daniel!


Laura - Nov 08, 2005 5:56:26 pm PST #3649 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.

Hey Susan. How did the interview go?


tommyrot - Nov 08, 2005 5:57:38 pm PST #3650 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...

I am now picturing you walking down the sidewalk, flanked by otters in black capes and sombreros.

I think I should lie down....


Susan W. - Nov 08, 2005 6:00:46 pm PST #3651 of 10003
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

I have a job offer, only I need to call back tomorrow to make sure they're OK with the fact I'd be gone 12/21 - 1/4 because we already bought the plane tickets. I figure if they're not OK with that, they're probably not people I want to work with, even though the money is good. I should've brought it up when my possible boss called, only I kinda forgot because we got into a back-and-forth about the money. (The money WASN'T that good when she called, right before she left for the day, early. But then the business administrator called back a few hours later, offering like $7500 more, only she couldn't make the call over whether the holiday thing was OK.)

So, in suspense until tomorrow, and trying not to go all Anya and think of the things I'd do with the money until I have it.


amych - Nov 08, 2005 6:04:44 pm PST #3652 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

$7500 more sounds like they definitely want you. Don't worry too much about the holidays -- "we've already bought the tickets" is pretty understandable, and if they won't accept that, then you're right that you don't want to work with them.

(And welcome back! And congrats on the job!)


Cass - Nov 08, 2005 6:06:07 pm PST #3653 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Rassenfrazen browser ate my post.

I have a job offer
Excellent news!
I figure if they're not OK with that, they're probably not people I want to work with
This is very true also.

I hope things work out perfectly for you.

(eta: okay, what amych said, as she said it better.)

As do my caped and sombrero'd otters. They out-cute cats...


billytea - Nov 08, 2005 6:06:26 pm PST #3654 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Oh, billytea, I am so sorry that this is such a painful thing. It's just so hard, even when it is right. My thoughts are with you both.

It's ok. It saddens me, but I've pretty much already worked through the prospect. It seems to be hitting Bec harder.

They were swimmin' around in the wild, any alleged poo would have rinsed right off.

Not to the otters. They use it to recognise who's in their gang. Instead of the Crips and Bloods, you have the Poos and... the other Poos.