'Shells'
[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.
Headed home soon. No news from my assistant, really. They have testing scheduled today, Friday and Tuesday before she gets to see an oncologist. I had to notify my site managers to send all correspondence, that would normally go to her, to me. Not fun. (Not fussing about the workload, just having to explain WHY.)
Now I get to go home to deal with K-Bug et al.
OMGosh, I need to quit my whining and feeling sorry for myself. I kept thinking that I was hearing a weird noise. I looked out the patio door, but there was nothing unusual going on. Later I decided to take out the garbage. I saw my elderly neighbor two doors down, sitting on her steps crying and surrounded by emergency medical personnel. They attached an IV, loaded her onto a stretcher (she screamed, poor thing) and off they went. My guess is broken hip from slipping on the rain-wetted walk. Poor thing! If only I had thought to check further, maybe she was sitting there all alone for awhile.
Seekrit message to DavidS: Back atcha.
Houston, we have a rough draft! I repeat! We have a rough draft! All 19-pages of it!
WooHoo, vw!!!!!!
Yay... vw, I'll tell you a secret, when I got behind writing papers I used to make up citations sometimes. I guess I was good at it. Aw, well, goodbye cabinet post, right?
Fortunatley, this one has no citations. It's kind of a memoir. Kind of. Big kind of.
Yay! Is this your last assignment for the semester, vw?
Last assignment. Still have a final tomorrow morning (that I really should get studying for).
Erika, you'd be the first person I told.
Oh dear Katie B, I hope your neighbor is ok. Ouch.