Spike/Harm ,'Help'
[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.
Gut them like a trout!! Dang, I like that rant.
he passed his actuarial exam
Whee! Yay for more money, new cars, no more studying! passing the test! That's a great Christmas present, Cash. Yay for you both.
YAY! The tiara got there! I mailed it on Monday. Take that mean Post Office lady! Of course, I should have sent it in July, but at least it's finally gotten to the head on which it belongs.
The tiara got there!
It's amazing, Deena! You're amazing, Deena! I love it!
Aww, fuckety. My paycheck hit direct deposit and it doesn't have all the overtime that should be on there. This puts a hamper on the run-around-and-spend plans for today.
Goddammit. Didn't JZ get screwed on her OT pay for this month too? Did you two forget to sacrifice your goat or something?
I have a serious hate-on for your job.
Yay Cash's DH!!!
I have a serious hate-on for your job.
Seconded.
I got nothing else except that I need coffee.
I'm so glad. Whew.
I'm not glad at Hec's employers, who suck the dick of the donkey on which Mary rode to Jerusalem.
(I'm stuck on the phrase "on which" today. I don't know why.)
Oooh, I like it too. I think I'll use it in a sentence.
Hec and JZ's employers suck the pus-filled boils that cover the teat on which the Devil suckles.
And I killed it daid daid daid.
It's been a crazy morning.
Snuggles Empress.
Today can fuck off and die any time now.
Aw, Hec, no no no! Crap.
But yay and hurray, husband of Cash, and also straight-A-getting ChiKat and bio-final-finishing vw!
Also, bleargh. I feel super-hugely pukey this morning. I ate a decent breakfast this morning, it's cyclically not possible for me to be pregnant, and there are no fevers or aches or other indications that my body is about to be stomped by a virus. If this nausea is going to give me neither another human being nor a bunch of days away from work, curled up in bed with hot tea and trashy novels, it is of no use whatever to me and it can go away any minute now, thanks.
That's a nice one, Aimee. Sorry, I suddenly realized that I had a few minutes to take a shower before Aidan gets off the bus, and an Aidan free shower is a lovely thing.