Ugh, that sucks, Tep.
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Awww, poor Teppy in pain. And you've got pretty high pain tolerence.
NEED.
Heh. I've got some of those Rock Fantasy comics. I don't think I have the Bowie one, though. If I did, I would certainly give it to the woman who loves The Apple.
Hec, I found it online for $5, so no worries. (Though I may wait and see if I can snag a copy sans shipping costs at ComicCon in July.)
Sorry about the side-effects, Tep.
Poor Teppy! I'm so sorry, you.
Hookers for Face Cream are back again today.
Complete with loudspeaker that they play on siren.
vw, your ILL is on crack. The second one you sent is in book form, and I see that Stanford has a copy. I can borrow it for you, if that would help.
Oh, I'm SO glad it's not me. I was beginning to believe I had lost my mind. If you could borrow it for me, I would owe you my firstborn.
Okay, I'll e- them my request. It should come to me pretty quickly.
Thank you so much. I really appreciate this.
Sending lots of healing ~ma to Teppy.
Well, they finally resolved my job crap. I got my pretty raise at the beginning of the year and that is it. I stay the same grade, even though everyone acknowledges that I belong in a higher grade.
What-the-fuck-ever.
I'm so tired of this. They are so damn lucky they pay me well and that I like my job. Cause this smoke blowing sucks.