Oh, and I offer a distraction for people. Saturday night was a late birthday party for a friend of mine, and the theme was Victorian/Steampunk/Zombies.
Pete.
Me, and me tidying up one of the hosts.
Mal ,'Safe'
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Oh, and I offer a distraction for people. Saturday night was a late birthday party for a friend of mine, and the theme was Victorian/Steampunk/Zombies.
Pete.
Me, and me tidying up one of the hosts.
Jilli, you guys look so fucking awesome.
Man, I don't even want to get into the crap the US hands us when it comes to maternity leave and childcare. Not just the laws around it, but the attitudes. The military attitude was enough to make me choke and finally contributed to driving me out of the Navy. Fuck. That. Shit.
Jilli, you and Pete look fabulous, as usual.
me tidying up one of the hosts.
I'm afeared of that picture.
I'm afeared of that picture.
I figured you would be. But it was so much fun!
I figured you would be. But it was so much fun!
It is scary!
Plus, the hair looks lighter, leading to a weird similarity to my brother in look, and that ain't right.
Tell me I'm not going to screw up the large project that landed on my head from the big national office on the day I'm going to ask to be moved up, and that I will in fact do such a wonderful job that they will have to, must promote me and give me a big fat raise.
We can still have "erika: expectation of entitlement, the epitome" as our sooper seekrit taglines though, right?
DJ, you will awe them with your capabilities and they will throw scads of money at you to keep you with them.
Project~ma and promotion~ma, DJ.