Kaylee ,'Shindig'
[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.
Seemed she had a different code when it came to babies.
Our vicious bitch of a tabby cat was like that when my sister was wee. Mean as a snake to everyone else, but very tolerant of the toddler picking her up and hanging her over her shoulder.
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Morning, all!
{{sick peeps}}
Good morning, Fay!
Half way through book, still sucks. I've resorted to skimming.
Hey Fay, you scrumptious morsel.
In work news, I have been moved from the office with a window. I now have the tiny back, hidden entirely away office with the blinding flourescent lights and the weird buzzing noises of the switch room and the sussurrus of the elevator engines. Still. An office.
Oh Hec, that buzzing would drive me batty.
Oh dear, can you play music?
The lights bother me more than the noise, actually.
I probabaly could put my iPod on. My job doesn't require phone coverage.
Whether I could wear sunglasses at my desk without inciting suspicion is another question.
I would just leave the lights out. I often claim vampire issues.
Happy birthdays to Kristin, Maria, and -t!
Happy Birthdays, Kristin & Maria!!!
Oh Maria, it's not fair that you're sick on your birthday. Don't fool around too long. Chikat ended up with walking pneumonia
I second this wholeheartedly. I still feel like poop, but at least I feel better than I did a few days ago. Drugs are good. Go get some.
I have ebola-sars.
No! Cindy, you're not supposed to get sick! I thought I was covering that for all the Bitches this week.
Whether I could wear sunglasses at my desk without inciting suspicion is another question.
One that must be answered! Keep us posted on office reaction.
If that gets shot down I have two words for you: coloured cellophane.