Mal: Can I come in? Inara: No. Mal: See? That's why I usually don't ask.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


Sparky1 - Aug 29, 2006 10:53:45 am PDT #764 of 10000
Librarian Warlord

Want me to rough some peeps up? They sound like they work for my uni.

They don't work for your university... they're all firm librarians so I wouldn't recommend roughing them up (too many lawyers).

Your Dean knows your name? ::boggles:: My Dean and I live on the same block, pass each other on the street/in the hall all the time, my picture hangs outside his office... and yet I doubt he knows my name.


Frankenbuddha - Aug 29, 2006 10:54:47 am PDT #765 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

I do enjoy self medicating with beer every once in a while. Check that. Every night.

Canal Street being only a slight detour on my way to the train home has proven to be a useful if sometimes dangerous thing. I'm just glad the Salem location is way off the direct path or I'd never get home.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 29, 2006 10:56:26 am PDT #766 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

nah, the Dean doesn't but his assistant does. I don't think he does. Although apparantly my manager was reading a funny email I wrote to him and some other director, while they were on the road.

No, I just handled some running around on a dean-level donation and so there were lots of eyes on me. Since I didn't FUBAR it, now I'm like a genius or something.


Calli - Aug 29, 2006 11:10:36 am PDT #767 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

With the constant pain I've been having (back as well as tooth) I can't eat, drink, sit down, or stand up without pain... and I am starting to lose it.

Oh, lordy, I'm sorry. I hope the massage helps. Back pain just bleeds into everything you try to do. So very much of the suck.

Dean doesn't but his assistant does.

Probably where the power lies anyway.

Dean: Who's that supercompetent one who helped us out last time?

Assistant: Nora Dierdre. Sign this, and this, and this and we'll get her on the next project.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 29, 2006 11:13:13 am PDT #768 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Heh. And congrats on the job Calli!


Calli - Aug 29, 2006 11:15:45 am PDT #769 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Thank you! Everything's sinking in now (and everyone at the office knows what's happening). People who I could swear I've never met are sending me "it's been great working with you" emails. Which beats, "About time, beeotch!" But still.


Frankenbuddha - Aug 29, 2006 11:20:30 am PDT #770 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Dean: Who's that supercompetent one who helped us out last time?

Anybody else suddenly have the theme from "Shaft" running in their head?


Aims - Aug 29, 2006 11:25:40 am PDT #771 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

::gently hugs Nora::

passes her a nice stiff one.

take that how ever you will


Laura - Aug 29, 2006 11:32:22 am PDT #772 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

Anybody else suddenly have the theme from "Shaft" running in their head?

Well I didn't until now.... Not that it's the worst theme.


sj - Aug 29, 2006 11:38:18 am PDT #773 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{{Nora}}}} Pain~ma to you.

We're headed to a Pawsox game in the rain in a little bit. Why did I not think to check the weather reports when I booked the tickets?