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[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.
Weasel poop coffee!
Sorry to hear about the stomach ick, Deena. My sis, nephew and BiL all had it visiting his parents in Ohio, and then they travelled up to Michigan to give it to my mom, step-dad and other sis over Christmas.
Once again, I find cause to be glad I live 2,000 miles away.
I am at work.
Today is my holiday to work.
We still had to dress for our "casual day", which means the men don't have to wear a tie.
I am rebelling by wearing Chuck Taylor's with my suit.
Thanks, Sean. I think in Kara's case it was actually from getting hysterical because she couldn't see with the conjunctivitis. She's quite the drama queen. I can't wait until she enacts her death throes. We put Aidan down for a nap and he started screaming. She said, hand to forehead, "He's crying because he's so worried about me." And she was serious. Everyone's had their medication and hopefully will settle down now. I need a nap.
Kara funny. Deena deserve nap.
I have no suit.
Like, I don't own one. Huh.
I didn't until I strted working here. And this isn't really a suit, per se. The pants are black, wide leg trousers from Target and the jacket is from Rob-May. The pink t-shirt is Old Navy.
I'm kinda diggin on this pseudo punk Annie Hall thing. I think I need a cool hat.
I'm even wearing my glasses.
I had a lot of crusty eye mornings as a child because of swim team (nothing passes around pinkeye like a swim team!). I vaguely remember Mom using a water and epsom salt mixture for the first opening of the day but I can't find anything on-line that backs that up. Let me see if I can track down the Mom and see if she remembers.
I had a lot of crusty eye mornings as a child because of swim team (nothing passes around pinkeye like a swim team!).
The only thing we ever shared was the shaving kit in the bathroom. Apperently, swimming made all us girls extremely hairy.
We were little kids on swim team. I don't know if it was goggles or towels or what. I guess by the time I was in HS the eye-pidemics had stopped.
Mom just called back. Chamomile tea is what she'd use to open my eyes.
She said, hand to forehead, "He's crying because he's so worried about me." And she was serious.
BWAHAHAHA!
Funniest. Kid. Evar.
Yo - peoples. It is TOO quiet in here.
I'm waiting for one person to send in a report so I can slap a cover letter on it, copy it and mail it. Then I can GO HOME.
Anyone near Redding wanna go on a mission for me to hunt this dude down and MAKE him hit send?!?!?