Aimee, were you looking for me last night?
I was. I wanted to call you, but then I actually did the math.
D'uh!
I might try to call you tonight.
Giles! I accidentally killed Spike. That's okay, right?
Buffy ,'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[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.
Aims - Dec 13, 2006 7:58:11 am PST #5402 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.
SuziQ - Dec 13, 2006 7:59:02 am PST #5403 of 10004
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Oh Jen, frustrating. Health~ma to you.
I am officially asking for work~ma over this conference call this afternoon. I have never challenged a raise before (last year was a much bigger issue that should have made this year a non-issue, but yet here we are).
Amy - Dec 13, 2006 8:00:27 am PST #5404 of 10004
Because books.
I'll be here. I was thinking about calling you, too, but I don't know if your number is still saved in caller ID.
I didn't even bat an eyelash at the mess, even because I felt so good.
Yay! And good news about the class. It's so good to get out of the house, isn't it? I feel the same way a lot of days, and I'm not even in pain, just cranky.
Sparky1 - Dec 13, 2006 8:03:53 am PST #5405 of 10004
Librarian Warlord
Girlie bits ~ma to Jen, peace ~ma to Kristin and her friend's family, raise ~ma to Suzi.
Today I have the school holiday party at lunch, and book club tonight. Tomorrow is the catalogers' party, and dinner with friends. Friday is lunch with a former colleague, and an afternoon farewell party for another librarian who is leaving from another school here at the U.
By the end of this week, I'm going to be 5,000 pounds and not know how to feed myself anymore.
Miracleman - Dec 13, 2006 8:04:53 am PST #5406 of 10004
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Days and days and days pass. Soooo much happens to people and soooo much gets accomplished...
...and yet, after all that, my characters will only give me fifteen damn pages.
Sometimes, I hate writing.
Jen - Dec 13, 2006 8:05:22 am PST #5407 of 10004
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
Thanks, everyone. I'm not in any pain, and simply having access to good medical care makes me a gazillion times luckier than most people in the world, so as bad things go, this is pretty damn un-bad.
And I think it's really funny that, of all people, my cervix is apparently invincible!
Aims - Dec 13, 2006 8:05:56 am PST #5408 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I'll be here. I was thinking about calling you, too, but I don't know if your number is still saved in caller ID.
Heh. I've lost yours, also. We shall email tha digits!
SuziQ - Dec 13, 2006 8:06:01 am PST #5409 of 10004
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Writing? Transporter, dude. Much more lucrative.
Miracleman - Dec 13, 2006 8:07:24 am PST #5410 of 10004
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Writing? Transporter, dude. Much more lucrative.
Writing requires neither a fusion reactor nor test monkeys.
Sometimes I use the test monkeys anyway, but they are not required.
vw bug - Dec 13, 2006 8:14:31 am PST #5411 of 10004
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Kristin, I'm so sorry.
Oh, Jen, ick. As someone who's had some fun icky girly tests lately, I feel your pain. I really, really do. Good luck!
I am covered in chocolate. Seriously. I think I may have to shower again. Making oodles and oodles of Peppermint Bark is MESSY!