WOOT! Random $85!
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.
Dude! How did that happen? I want random money!!
Yay for random money!
P-C, yes, I'd say that is a likely good guess.
I did the dishes! and answered some work e-mail! and have had my first cup of coffee! All before noon.
The world is coming to an end.
I have NO idea how that happened. Actually, I do have an idea.
I owed them money. They lost track of me. I requested a transcript. They found me. They made me pay what I owed before releasing my transcript. BUT, I think they'd already written it off. So, when they switched computer systems, it showed as a credit. So, when they were cleaning up old credits a few weeks ago (according to the nice guy I just talked to), they sent out checks.
I am now only getting 2/3 of my salary! 2/3! Shut up, California! And...my higher tax bracket!
I am now only getting 2/3 of my salary!
2/3rds salary would be nice. Then again, socialized medicine is a good trade off. However, the feds announced today that our surplus is $26-billion.
I am also funding some sort of SUI/SDI thing. I thought we killed Star Wars back in the eighties.
Just got back from seeing 1776.
I will now be earwormed all day. ::Sit down, John! Sit down, John! For Godsakes, John, sit down! (Someone ought to open up a window...)::
It doesn't help that it looks like I'll be researching senate election cycles this morning.
Yay for found money, vw!
Saltpeter, Abby
Pins, John
Hi.
I have nothing of note to report, just waving as I linger here, undecided as to what to begin next in the exciting world of me. There was supposed to be lunch. Or a movie. But my date has gotten involved in building bookcases.
I like bookcases. Maybe I'd better go make lunch.