Yay for TCG and sj! I'm so glad he got the job.
Here is your cup of coffee. Brewed from the finest Colombian lighter fluid.
Xander ,'Chosen'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
Deena - Aug 11, 2006 8:01:47 am PDT #8183 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Laura - Aug 11, 2006 8:08:27 am PDT #8184 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Woo Hoo Teacup Guy!
Volans - Aug 11, 2006 8:17:13 am PDT #8185 of 10001
move out and draw fire
Yay Teacup Guy! And yay for together-weekends.
"You did yourself a big favor by pushing back. If you didn't value your skills enough to ask for more, why should we?"
Words to live by. Of course, when I left being an actual govie to become a contractor, they asked what salary I was looking for. I gave a number that was double my current (for less and less skilled work, by the by) and the guy didn't even blink. "Great!" he said. "No problem."
"Fuck!" I thought. "Should've asked for 300%!"
victor infante - Aug 11, 2006 8:20:28 am PDT #8186 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Teacup Guy got the job offer!!! The money is good too!
Oh thank goodness. He's been stretched too thin for ages.
beekaytee - Aug 11, 2006 8:22:05 am PDT #8187 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
"Should've asked for 300%!"
Seriously! When I raised my client rates (to cut out the hassle factor, to be frank), I started getting much better clients.
And adding to the YAYzer for sj and tg and sane working hours.
WindSparrow - Aug 11, 2006 8:25:08 am PDT #8188 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
And adding to the YAYzer for sj and tg and sane working hours.
Hear, hear. Yay for some good news around here for a change.
Daniel and I need big heaps of car~ma now, though. The mini-van is dead, and the Caprice left him stranded this morning - think it's the water pump in that, and his cousin just pulled up to do what he can with it.
JenP - Aug 11, 2006 8:41:59 am PDT #8189 of 10001
Oh, dear. Lots of car-ma to you and Daniel, Windsparrow.
What great news, sj! Congrats to Teacup Guy.
Cashmere - Aug 11, 2006 8:50:25 am PDT #8190 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Congrats to Teacup Guy.
Lots of car-ma for Daniel and Windsparrow.
juliana - Aug 11, 2006 10:19:11 am PDT #8191 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Hmmm, dead thread.
YAY for Teacup Guy!
Car~ma for Andi & Daniel.
Also, I was Buff Diving, and came upon my Favoritest COMM Evah, and felt like (re)sharing:
Lena: Not to insult any members of any religion, but the door-to-door thing reminds me of a story my ex-ex-boss used to tell, about his college years. The man lived with a hairy, overweight male student from Peru in a double-wide trailer, where they drank beer and dared each other to do the dishes on a weekly basis.
One day, my boss-to-be was having some nice vegging time when BOOM, his roommate came flying through the front door. "Quick!" the roommate says. "Grab all the beer bottles you can find and put them all around the room!" With this, the roommate bolts into the back.
My boss-to-be was puzzled but willing to go along with it, so he gathered up a few dozen beer bottles and put them in random places around the room. Moments later, the hairy, overweight, Peruvian roommate comes bounding back into the living room, clad only in tiger-skin bikini underwear. He proceeds to strew the place with a year's worth of Playboy issues.
My boss, totally nonplussed, asks what the hell is going on. His roommate grabs a bottle of whiskey and shouts, "Don't you know? THE MORMONS ARE COMING!" He then proceeds to dump half the bottle of whiskey on himself before the doorbell rings. At that, he flings open the door, revealing himself in all his splendor to the astonished mild-mannered folk on their doorstep, and cries, "Welcome! We've been WAITING for you!"
They fled in terror.
Cass - Aug 11, 2006 10:29:34 am PDT #8192 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Last night watched Heathers with Pamela and a couple of cosmopolitans. Words cannot explain how fun that was. Then Bring It On which was fun as well. But Heathers is just classic. I hadn't seen the movie in yonks and now I think I ought to own it.
And their guest room? Really quite comfy. And a good pillow and duvet on the bed. Drunky well-sleeped Cass, there was.