she probably just wants to talk out some stuff. I've found that this kind of conversation definitely clears the air. If she wanted you to pack up your desk, you wouldn't have been the one to initiate the conversation.
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Vortex, he does charge $60 ... and I don't know if he has much experience cutting African-American hair. I get a slightly lower rate because of long-term loyalty and he can pretty much cut my hair on autopilot at this point.
I use a meat thermometer to make sure it's still red and raw and dripping
As a non-roast-cooking person, this reads as unadulterated porn. ijs.
don't pack the desk Aimee - things are just on your bosses brain. hopefully, it is just camels.
Aimee, what Nora said sounds right to me. Still, icky for you.
{{Aims}}
You bring some decent scissors, you can snip my hair to your heart's content.
Sweet!
My wife is a stone hottie.
::blushes furiously::
In the first two pictures -- tiara courtesy of Teppy.
eta: Let this serve as a reminder to all Bitches busy with packing NOT TO FORGET THE TIARAS.
you know, I used to be really, really straight. That picture of JZ with the red lipstick and the pout ... and my Kinsey shifted. A lot.
pouts
no tiara.
sighs
eta
also - WORD wrt the hotness of jz