'Just Rewards (2)'
[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.
Yay for Cashmere's Good Day! My the PT & shots work as well.
Someone has decided my office number is a fax number. They are so very wrong, but it annoyed me enough that I unplugged the phone. Real people can leave messages, and my DH can call me on the cell.
Good reasons for good day, Cashmere! Hope the PT and treatment make you feel much much better. I've never had that kind of back pain, but just reading your description of the problem makes e wat to screw my eyes shut and curl up in a little ball. Eep.
I just had a call from a recruiter for a position in Monterey. Over two hours away. And my lease here runs through December. But if I got the job and made it through December, I could live in Monterey, and wouldn't that be cool?
I could live in Monterey, and wouldn't that be cool?
Very cool. ::polishes aquarium membership card::
What's up with the job your DH was interviewing for with the start up, -t?
He decided not to take it - he didn't feel right giving his current company no notice at all. He has since interviewed with Raider Image - that went really well - and is heading into SF today to talk to a recruiter. He has become acutely aware of how much he likes working from home, though, so he'll have to get a really good offer to actually go into an office, I think.
Still no haircut.
Still no haircut.
Good for him. Does he have a pair of bunny slippers? I always picture people who work from home in bunny slippers.
Having one half of a two-career duo work from home seems like a good thing. The DH is constantly asking me where I can work when looking at options. At this point, I'm more specialized than he is, so it's actually somewhat easier if my career dictates where we live (unless we stay here, then his career will be dictating).
Have I mentioned here that the DH is now considering a PhD?
No more IV iron! At least for 2 months. YAY!!!!!
Me and my anemia self felt pretty petty sitting with all the chemo patients waiting to see the doc.
That's great, Suzi!
Sparky, do you want me to give your DH's e-mail to my SiL? She works at the Open Society Institute
(eta: I had more post in this post. Weird.)
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FUCKING TRAFFIC ON 101.
I got dropped off at BART almost an hour late, and then when I got to my destination, for some idiot reason TWO Emery Go Round shuttles whizzed RIGHT BY without even stopping, and then this newbie driver almost DIDN'T EVEN STOP at my workplace, and all this time I thought I had a meeting at nine that I was TOTALLY MISSING, but it turns out that meeting is tomorrow at 11, but what ho! I now have THREE MEETINGS IN A ROW TOMORROW, and one is about how we have to REDO THE FUCKING REPORT I SPENT WEEKS ON BECAUSE IT WASN'T QA'D PROPERLY.
In better news, I dreamed Fay and Pete tried to out-adorable each other, and I'm meeting that girl I made out with and subsequently angsted about tonight for dessert.
Buffista, Comma Abuser, likes to, use too many, coomas. Whenever have, brainfart, put comma. Never, too many. Use more = loojk smart.
Turns out 1-hand typing skills: not so hot.
Is your other hand occupied by kittens, Katie?