Jayne: That's a good idea. Good idea. Tell us where the stuff's at so I can shoot you. Mal: Point of interest? Offering to shoot us might not work so well as an incentive as you might imagine.

'Out Of Gas'


Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[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.


Nicole - Mar 09, 2006 10:25:44 am PST #2963 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

Best wishes for your trip, Sail.


ChiKat - Mar 09, 2006 10:26:37 am PST #2964 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

{{vw}}

K-Bee!!!! Please give a full recounting when you get back as I suspect some fine, priceless moments.

Have a great trip, Sail!!!


Calli - Mar 09, 2006 10:28:59 am PST #2965 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Much Labor Relations~ma, Katerina Bee!

Good luck getting through all the house finances stuff, Deena.


sj - Mar 09, 2006 10:29:29 am PST #2966 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Have a great trip, Sail!!!


Nora Deirdre - Mar 09, 2006 10:32:27 am PST #2967 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

good luck KB, I look forward to excellent stories of how you made them EAT IT.

Happy trails, Sail!


Katerina Bee - Mar 09, 2006 10:42:21 am PST #2968 of 10001
Herding cats for fun

DH is gonna give 'em the steely glare of disapproval while I announce that I did everything they asked, including giving back the bonus. If they had been content with that, we wouldn't be having a confrontation about improper paycheck deductions.

Too bad there's not really anything I can do about how they sent my 1099 a month late. So petty of them.

I hope I'll be able to work in: If you cannot comply with the law in your dealings with me, I cannot trust you to be ethical in your other business dealings. Or: I really pissed you off, I didn't want to have to see you stroke out when you were yelling at me.


SuziQ - Mar 09, 2006 10:48:09 am PST #2969 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Go get 'em Katie!!!

Looks like I'm headed up to Boise for a couple of days at the end of the month. They want me to go up on K-Bug's birthday. Gahhhhhh.


Spidra Webster - Mar 09, 2006 10:51:39 am PST #2970 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Kill 'em daid, KB.


beth b - Mar 09, 2006 10:54:16 am PST #2971 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

go katie, Go!

and trust yourself vw. If you think you make it thru the exam - do it. if not, drop it. I would say stay home, but I know how much you have stayed home and quite frankly, I 'm not sure it helps as much as they say it will. sometimes doing is better - as long as you really limit what you do - and you know the consequences if you don't ( always a factor)


Cass - Mar 09, 2006 11:05:22 am PST #2972 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Hi

Um, I just skipped about a week and 750 posts. I'm not even going to ask what I missed because I am massively drive-by(e)ing today.

House is packed. I am packed.
House is cleaned. I am never ever going to be clean again.
House was left for last time (okay, that last lock up and drive away hurt more than I had hoped it was going to) yesterday.
Cats left the house on Monday to live in gram's (big, but new and skeeery) bathroom. I've been nested in there as well cause they howl if I am in the house but locked away from them.
My brain left sometime last week or maybe 2005.
Leaving for Oregon at 4 a.m. Stopping in San Francisco tomorrow night until Sunday morning. Arriving in Portland by Monday morning.

That about sums it up.

I need a nap desperately. Or just to be knocked unconscious. I'm not choosey.