My friend gave me a pair of Michael Kors sandals for my birthday!! [link] These ones! I really should have the ten, but I ain't giving em up.
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
Gah! Someone at the place I interviewed Wednesday emailed me. I've made the short list! But they'd really, really like to see something—anything—that I've written. I explained about the whole confidentiality thing on my professional writing, but they said, basically, "Whatever you've got. We just need to see how you string words into sentences." So I sent them a short story I published in, like 1994, and a lecture I gave around the same time on the role of women in Yeats' work. Here's hoping they like 'em. Hey, a Native American mystery (before I discovered Hillerman, thankyouverymuch, and set in Marquette, MI) with gratuitous Tetris jokes. What's not to love?
Pity I can't send them to my lj. But then there's all my discussions of slash, and hot men, and hot men with other hot men, and, well, no.
Pug dogs dressed as famous people.
Spock!Pug made my co-workers and I just lose it.
I love Vamp!Pug, m'self.
Spock!Pug made my co-workers and I just lose it.
Me, too.
My friend gave me a pair of Michael Kors sandals for my birthday!!
I need friends who will give me shoes for my birthday!
Very cool shoes.
I need friends who will give me shoes for my birthday!
She's awesome.
Oh hey, isn't today Jessica and Fone Bone's anniversary? Happy anniversary y'all!
I need the opposite of a hair cut. I really want long hair right now.
My stylist is sick, so no hair cut today. Damn! I'm getting on the books for early next week.
Me, too. I'm sick of the growing it out.
Maybe I'll sell my car and get extensions.