Thanks, Fay. A vague disclaimer is nobody's friend, after all.
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.
Yay, Nora!
Tensions are high in the office lately so this is sure to be the high point of my week -
Manager: "NICOLE! Come here!"
Me: "You bellowed?"
Manager: "Either I'm an idiot or your calculations are completely wrong on this report. How are you coming up with these numbers?" ::after showing her how I came up with the numbers:: "Oh. Ok. That makes sense."
Co-worker walking by: "I think that means Nicole's (calculations are) right and you're an idiot."
So I went and did a brave thing yesterday. I tried on bathing suits. I was not overcome with revulsion on how the actual suits looked--a couple of them were actually quite flattering, but jeez, the legs. Due to skating they are a lot more toned than thay used to be, but they are still white and puffy and cellulite-y. Nothin' I can do about it, I guess.
Hee, Nicole.
I think I will kill everyone today.
I hear even fake tan legs look better than white legs, Robin. Not that I'd know from experience because I don't tan and I tend to think I look dirty when I use the fake tan lotions.
But still, go you with the facing of the dressing room mirrors while wearing a swimsuit!!
Aw, P-C. I was hoping today would be better for you.
Neutrogena makes a good one...my mom uses it sometimes, and it looks pretty real.
NICOLE!
P-C, I can say you were here with me all day. Trying on tiaras.
I think I will kill everyone today.
But not us, right? RIGHT?
Aw, P-C. I was hoping today would be better for you.
I worked till midnight, and then BART had problems today, and I keep getting e-mails that make me feel like I'm stupid for not knowing what to do when in fact NO ONE SEEMS TO KNOW WHAT TO DO.
But not us, right? RIGHT?
I need you people for hugs and/or making out.
I need you people for hugs and/or making out.
"Dudes to the left for high fives, ladies to the right for making out."
t /Strong Bad