"Zombies knock on door
bearing documents x, y
Then they laugh and run"
Okay, that made me cackle. Good thing I have my own office now.
'Lessons'
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"Zombies knock on door
bearing documents x, y
Then they laugh and run"
Okay, that made me cackle. Good thing I have my own office now.
The same things I wore at the f2f. In fact, today I am wearing pink & black stripy tights, and the pink petticoat/black dress/black cropped jacket/top hat outfit that I wore on ... Friday of the f2f. One of the best things about working in the tech industry is that there is no dress code.
Well. That is pretty cool. As I said in my post, I can't imagine you in jeans and a T-shirt.
Like my afternoon
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Aw, babe. That's a spoiler like "Xander's quippy" or "House is bitter and takes lots of pills." Which is to say...doesn't count. Of course, Pirates is big and gay. But I have to eat some crow because on reading about the first, sounded like the worst, most tie-in-riffic pointless exploita-palooza ever. One time I was glad to be wrong.
tries to imagine Jilli in a tailored pinstripe pants suit
She should totally do that for Halloween one year. People would flip. out.
I want a gold star. I cleaned all freakin' morning. Pulled out the old rusty metal file cabinet in the nerd-hole and discovered an advanced case of mildew. An hour of scrubbing later (I'm actually a little winded still) and that's clean. New modular heavy plastic file holders are in place with files transferred. Did laundry. Did dishes. Did a little cleaning in the bathroom.
Tomorrow - the living room and my records. We've got to start jettisoning things to make room for the Halloweenie.
tries to imagine Jilli in a tailored pinstripe pants suit
What is this ... pants suit you speak of?
As I said in my post, I can't imagine you in jeans and a T-shirt.
I think the last time I owned jeans was in 1990, when I would wear cut-off black jeans over b&w stripy tights, with either ruffly blouses or fitted T-shirts.
I have an interview in the D.C. area on the 21st. Who wants to write the presentation they're making me give?
Aw, babe. That's a spoiler like "Xander's quippy" or "House is bitter and takes lots of pills." Which is to say...doesn't count.
Tep's guess is not the spoiler.
Can I slut?