That's terrifying.
You know, I am genuinely worried about EM, but really? I really really really don't want Emmett anywhere near that kind of crazy.
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That's terrifying.
You know, I am genuinely worried about EM, but really? I really really really don't want Emmett anywhere near that kind of crazy.
God, that poor kid.
EM can likely take care of herself. David and EM can likely take care of Emmett (both with help of the SFPD). That little kid is screwed.
You know, I am genuinely worried about EM, but really? I really really really don't want Emmett anywhere near that kind of crazy.
I don't blame you. That would be my first thought were I in your shoes.
I've been sitting here forcing myself to keep answering the phone, and this little bulb went off and said, "Even if you do have other time off scheduled this month, very few people will hold it against you if you tell them a close relative died yesterday." This is what I accumulate time off for. Even if I need time for the funeral--hopefully they'll do it Saturday, and I don't envy younger brother, who has to organize everything--times like these are exceptions.
I'm not pooh-poohing David's concern for Emmett, btw.
connie, much strength to you and yours.
You know, I am genuinely worried about EM, but really? I really really really don't want Emmett anywhere near that kind of crazy.
That would be my first thought, too.
You know, I am genuinely worried about EM, but really? I really really really don't want Emmett anywhere near that kind of crazy.
Ugh. Yes. I'm so sorry that's happening and I hope the restraining order does what it is supposed to.
You know, I am genuinely worried about EM, but really? I really really really don't want Emmett anywhere near that kind of crazy.
Of course you are. I hope the restraining order is the end of this.
Whoa, Hec. -ma to everyone. Best friends forever? I wish! Maybe he's just looking for a blank slate to create a Yankee fan. Like "Pygmalion" with scratching...maybe he and Danny have a bet going. Is it weird that "The Elephant Man" reminded me of "My Fair Lady?" Connie, I'm sorry for your loss.
hatin' on temping, part the millionth:
I've been working at a hospital on the north side, another children's hospital. It was in radiology, and it was fine, you know. A little crazy and kind of stressful, but more or less okay. I worked there last week, fine, whatever. Came back today, did a whole mess of filing for eight hours, came home. To a phone call from my temp agency saying they didn't need me back for tomorrow.
What the hell? As far as I can recall, nothing bad happening, and I didn't get slapped down. I did a considerable amount of work. I was always busy. The only thing that might have been funky was that I was listening to music while I was doing the filing (it required no interaction with other people, and no one told me to stop doing it, so). And yet.
I don't know if it actually was something personal, or if they just got a couple more people back in the office and didn't need another person there, so I got the boot. But it's going to bug me. And now I have to go wait for the chance of something coming up tomorrow morning. Sigh. Hate!