'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Ok, I'm so undermotivated about work I don't even want to go cash my paycheck.
I had brownies for breakfast, and I am overdue for foraging for lunch in a time frame that actually features me getting to work on time.
ETA: Yes, MG, being freaked is a rational reaction. And at the same time, I'm sure your mom is fine. Possibly bored out of her gourd and wondering where the heck YOU are, but fine.
It's snowing here now. Teeny tiny flakes.
Ok, I just decided, lunch is going to be cheese and pumpernickle bread (Daniel bought me some yesterday, isn't he thoughtful!). Possibly some carrots and dip, too.
Maidengurl, freak out. Scream. After all, this is your mother.
t waves meekly
That'll teach me for thinking "food poisoning" was an over-exaggeration.
Blech.
HOLY FUCK, MG!!!
MG, kick some ass. Seriously. That's unacceptable.
Continued job~ma for Beth's DH and Calli and MG's DH!
Ten minutes is more than long enough to wait on hold with a dr's office, Jess. Five minutes is my cut-off.
Chipotle burrito was just delivered to my desk. Yum!
Edit: Sorry Aimee. I didn't mean to post about food right after you'd posted. Are you okay now?
Ok, spoke with the nurse again who said she HAD been in that room from 12:30am to 6:30am, but that is when they sent her down for surgery.
I hope you feel better soon, Aimee.
MG, I think a freak out, and a smiting all over their ass, is definitely called for.
Thanks for the Overstock warning Tom. I've always had good luck with them, but maybe that was before the Sith lords attacked.
Maidengurl, your DH needs to go to the hospital and park himself in front of someone in Admitting until they find her. That's ludicrous.
a cabal led by a "Sith Lord" was out to destroy his company
I hate it when that happens.
I fear the Huns more than the Sith.