'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
-t, exactly. I get that he would have had to give out my number to them anyway since I live behind the main house, and had I been home it wouldn't have bothered me (three hour time difference and all). But giving out ND's number?
He's going to "talk" to Peter about it, which is making me happy. I don't have me a shy boy.
And, ND works nights frequently. I realize he's not a doofus and he turns off (or at least turns of the ringer) if he's in a theatre, but still. No reason whatsoever to give them his number. None.
In memememe news, this is the last week of summer term. On the one hand, yay!! On the other, I have stuff to write. I have 2 lesson plans, including my pedagogical reasons for choosing the activities that I chose, due tomorrow. They're 97% done.
Then, on Thursday, I have my final due which is a take home, 5-7 page paper on communicative language teaching. I don't wanna. And part of why I don't wanna is because in the past couple of weeks, particularly the past 5 days, I've been doing a LOT of writing for work. Like over 100 pages worth of writing. I'm tired of it and don't wanna do no more.
Oof, ChiKat, I'm so sorry. I've been there. You can do it, though!
The good part is that I'm done with the reports for work (got shipped to the client today). I plan on spending time at work working on my final. It just seems easier to do it there, for some reason.
And! I have traffic school Wednesday night. I got a freakin' ticket for talking on my cell phone. While at a stop light. Blergh.
Since I got woken up anyway, I'm going to take advantage of the situation by going over to my best friend's house to hang with her and her husband. Night Bitches!
Have a good time, Kristin!
Jeesh, ChiKat, that's a busy next few days! Writing the final at work sounds like a good plan.
Also, you are the first person I know of getting a ticket for cell phone use. That seemed significant when I started writing teh sentence, but now I forget why. I think that's a sign that I should eat dinner soon...
Kristin, it seems to be crappy landlord season. A friend of mine is dealing with a landlord who refuses to answer calls from her prospective rental because he wants her not to move and her dad to buy the house she's been renting.
Also, apparently my grandfathers have decided that since I have a job, they should fly me off to India in December to find a wife and get married in January.
Say do what? HUH????