t appears in a cloud of glitter
You rang?
Wild monkey love or tender Sarah McLachlan love?
Xander ,'Him'
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.
Aims - Apr 18, 2006 9:21:44 am PDT #9897 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
SuziQ - Apr 18, 2006 9:22:30 am PDT #9898 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Smite all of Boise for me? Or at least the accounting grunts who are making my life miserable.
Pretty please, with glitter on top?
Aims - Apr 18, 2006 9:23:29 am PDT #9899 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Well. I don't know. They have to live in Boise.
I don't know if even MY smiting skills can make them more miserable.
brenda m - Apr 18, 2006 9:23:50 am PDT #9900 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Well, it sounds like you're pretty overwhelmed with work with your assistant out. So if the day comes when you really get snowed, I think it'll be helpful to have already made an issue of not having the support you needed, since after the fact people just tend to write it off as bellyaching.
Brenda - I'm not sure I know what you mean by "you need to make absolutely sure that the fact that the help isn't forthcoming [is widely known and or documented] before it comes back to bite you in the ass".
Ah, left some key words out.
SuziQ - Apr 18, 2006 9:27:03 am PDT #9901 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Sigh. I guess you are right, Aimee. Darn it.
Oh, insent, btw.
Aims - Apr 18, 2006 9:29:40 am PDT #9902 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Backflung.
sj - Apr 18, 2006 9:31:57 am PDT #9903 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
What's the problem again, sj? I must have missed it.
You didn't miss it. I didn't want to post everything here yet.
Topic!Cindy - Apr 18, 2006 9:43:51 am PDT #9904 of 10001
What is even happening?
Sigh...just spent my usual Tuesday night, when I chase Mal around with a rag because the nanny's used a tamping rod to get food down him because "He's too thin!"
Too thin? You know, I hope, that I think you have a physically beautiful child. I do. I think he's simply gorgeous. I never once thought him too thin (I don't think him too fat, either, but too thin?). From the photos, he is wonderfully proportioned, and his cheeks are bite-able.
sj - Apr 18, 2006 9:44:10 am PDT #9905 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I called back, and I am now convinced that the world is mostly filled with dishonest people. Here is the situation. We move some of my stuff in yesterday, it was a beautiful day, and everything got done easily. Things were going way too smoothly. Then, the owner comes and she drops the bomb that "of course you know I am actively trying to sell the place". WTF?!? No one informed us of this ahead of time, and I am paying over $700 to move and we might have to move again in a couple of months if it sells? I just spoke to the agent and he said no one mentioned it to us because there is only about a 1% chance that she will be able to sell it without taking a huge loss, and he doesn't think that she is willing to take that loss. I am so confused. I don't know what to do. Do we unpack all our stuff, get settled in, buy a washer and dryer like we planned to?
SuziQ - Apr 18, 2006 9:44:53 am PDT #9906 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Ya know what would make today better?
Having my network printer go down and need parts that will take a week to arrive. Yeppers. Please - can we do that? Pretty please? I wanna run around to the other side of the floor every time I need to print something cause I'm not busy enough. Gosh. Please?