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[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.
I am so bad. I am actually kind of hoping right now that I DON'T get the job. What about all my glorious free time, huh? I have important art projects to do and books to read. I can't be expected to go out into the world and deal with people, I'm special and fragile and unique, like a delicate hot-house flower.
Then I think, oh yeah: paycheck. Makes all that a world of better. Sometimes.
I'd skip today if I get to rewind first and gloss over this morning, which was really harsh.
Skipped to say the bladder infection thing wasn't true. I spent the night in grinding pain, called the dr., went in. Kidney infection.
I'm going to the frickin' lake TONIGHT -- big weekend planned with all my friends, and I am the organizer. But I have antibio's and HOLY FUCKIN CRAP SIXTY DAMNED VICODIN.
So I'll putter around, drink cran, and let my friend drive us down to Springfield tonight.
But if you all hadn't had many convos about kidney infections and the importance of going to the doc ASAP, I would have not known what's going on, and wouldn't have gone so quickly.
So, thanks.
Yay for taking care of yourself, Erin! (Boo on missing today at the lake.)
Crossing my fingers for a fabulous apt, vw!
Sorry about the sucky morning, erika.
And good for taking care of it before you went off for the weekend, Erin. Have a good time when you do get there.
Yeah, the paycheck vs. time to...oh, have a life...it's a whatchacallum. Quandry. Conundrum. Sticking point.
Lunch was effective, if all too brief. Beef patty, with mozzie melted on top. Next up, a handful of baby carrots. Then? grapes!
Oh, not missing day at lake. We were going to leave tonight, anyway. But I won't be doing any driving tonight.
I had a Costco wild-caught salmon patty with a slice of Tillamook cheddar melted on top. Now: Sonoma county cherries. Yum.
Quite a rash of bladder/kidney ick going around. I wonder if someday we'll discover a free-floating virus that's responsible? My theory is that it comes out of nowhere and thankfully goes away after awhile.
Good luck with the apartment, vw.
{{{erika}}} Sorry that you had a tough morning.
Erin, so glad you are taking care of yourself.
Well, I'm heading out to grab some lunch. I fully expect to miss the thread turnover, so I call post #9.