Oh, I'm gonna go to the special hell.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!  

[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.


Spidra Webster - Jan 06, 2006 5:39:04 am PST #3472 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

You have to be at work this early, MG? Wow.

I thought I was going to go to bed early. Instead I went to bed at least 2 hours late. This is happening far too often. Lack of sleep, Aunt Flo decided to visit...at least it's Friday and my new electric guitar is slated to arrive via FedEx today.

Actually, I'm overjoyed it's Friday. Although Monday was a holiday and I was sicked out on Wednesday, this week has seemed interminable.


SuziQ - Jan 06, 2006 5:42:49 am PST #3473 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I typically work 6 to 2:30, so I'm home when the kids get out of school. When I need to put in OT, I come in at 5.

Aunt Flo - *heeee*, I haven't heard that term in a long time. Though am all to familiar with her presence right now.

I need more tea.


Laura - Jan 06, 2006 6:15:26 am PST #3474 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Laura, are you around? In which part of Florida do you live?

SE Florida. Alas, quite a long way from Tampa, about 4 hours. Good for me because I wouldn't want to live in Tampa, but sad making that I won't be able to hook up with your DH.

It might be quiet in here because I'm trying to work. I'm restricting my board visiting until I tackle some more of The List.


Nora Deirdre - Jan 06, 2006 6:18:26 am PST #3475 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

UGH.

I just cannot even handle the amount of dysfunction at work with my mother. I forget sometimes, because she's very good at deflecting attention to it. But I just want to rinse my mouth with soap, sterilize my memories, knock myself unconcious till amnesia sets in, run away to another country and never talk to them again.

What set this off was a very small issue, but it's opened stuff up and is just reducing me into tears right now.


Connie Neil - Jan 06, 2006 6:20:52 am PST #3476 of 10001
brillig

Right. Time to sell some cards. We got into Magic at Day One, and we've got some Alphas kicking around. I wonder where our Twiddle and the Moxes are.


Laura - Jan 06, 2006 6:21:20 am PST #3477 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Ugh is right Nora. I'm sorry you are dealing with stuff today. You do run away tomorrow, right?


Nora Deirdre - Jan 06, 2006 6:23:23 am PST #3478 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

You do run away tomorrow, right?

t perks up

You're RIGHT! Damn, you're good.


erikaj - Jan 06, 2006 6:24:40 am PST #3479 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

(comes in thread, begins to juggle, drops tennis balls) Crap. I can't even do that on the internets. Dag. But that was a little entertaining, right? We watched "Black on Broadway" last night. I am never pissed off at all by Lewis Black standards...we both love him in the longer, f-bomb format...feeling happy and healthy today, but may never drink Aguafina ever ever again.


SuziQ - Jan 06, 2006 6:28:29 am PST #3480 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I love my office right now.

Every other Friday they have "Payday Socials" which basically means beer in the conference room at 4:30. Well, as mentioned, I leave at 2:30 so I miss these gatherings.

Today, they switched it up to "Payday Breakfast" in the conference room right next to me. There are bagels, a variety of spreads, cereal, bananas, cut fruit, juice, various flavors of coffee, orange juice - and other stuff. Nice way to kill some time and fill up the tummy.....


Sparky1 - Jan 06, 2006 6:30:16 am PST #3481 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Timelies, Bitches! Our union is voting on an offer from the U. today -- the email messages (Vote YES! Vote NO!) are making me crazier (than I usually am) and I still don't know how to vote. I want to vote no because the offer is an insult (okay, really, I want to slap the motherfuckers that made the offer), but more negotiations aren't going to get us anything if history is anything to go by. If I vote yes, the email messages will stop.