However, the doctor forgot to take a picture at the first surgery and now doesn't know where the cancer is.
What!?! Bad doctor, no biscuit.
'Shindig'
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However, the doctor forgot to take a picture at the first surgery and now doesn't know where the cancer is.
What!?! Bad doctor, no biscuit.
Matilda speaks in tongues!
ION, remember the whole debacle of me resigning from the PR committee and getting massively insulted for doing so? Between then and now, there have been some big conferences/events/parties that Group President had to be involved in, but now that all his commitments are finished, I got this e-mail from him last night:
I would like to set up a meeting with you to discuss the issues surrounding what happened in the PR committee.
The HELL? There is nothing to discuss. I resigned, committee!chairman went batshit insane, you allowed him to insult me, and I'M STILL OFF THE COMMITTEE.
No. Just....no.
I would bet serious money that he wants me back on the committee. Our group is planning a big 3-day weekend event in October, with 10-15 well-known speakers (that is, well-known in the kink world), and if everything comes together, it should be a Very Big Deal.
And as a Very Big Deal, it's going to need a lot of PR and promoting.
Which group!president can pull OUT OF HIS ASS, for all I care. Not even if he paid me my going rate would I offer my skills to him again. No. Fucking. Way.
I would like to set up a meeting with you to discuss the issues surrounding what happened in the PR committee.
You could say, "There are no issues. I left, issues went 'Poof!' Now the only issue left is between you and your ass - i.e. how you're gonna pull the PR out of it."
I would like to set up a meeting with you to discuss the issues surrounding what happened in the PR committee.
Thank you for your kind offer, but I feel that the group would be best served with me as a general member. Good luck with [the three day event]!
(okay, maybe that last part is a little bitchy)
Now the only issue left is between you and your ass - i.e. how you're gonna pull the PR out of it.
"Would you like me to set up a meeting between you and your ass?"
"Would you like me to set up a meeting between you and your ass?"
"I can lend you the flashlight, but you'll have to use your own two hands."
Tuesday's better for me.
Matilda said "Baby" this morning while I was changing a horrific blowout on the changing table. She's also said "I like" and "Who am I" (okay, the latter sounded more like "hoooomaiiiii," but I know what she meant). We totally need to make an angry cats with subtitles video of her.
Sparky, that's ridiculous and enraging. Please, please say the surgeon was crawling at their feet begging their forgiveness.
I'm eating cornbread in milk for breakfast. It's very tasty.
This is one of my mother's favorite snacks. She always does it with leftover cornbread, when it starts to get a little too hard to eat alone. I should introduce the kids to that. They both love cornbread muffins.
I just got a call from the parent mentor from the school system. We made an appointment for her to bring over a new preschool packet of information and she's going to talk me through the whole evaluation process.
I'd add something about Tep's ex-committee, but she's already got a tasty selection of polite yet stinging retorts to choose from. So is there anyone left on the committee who doesn't have his/her head firmly shoved up his/her ass, and do all you ex-members have a betting pool going on how long it takes that final representative of sanity to flee screaming?
How do you lose cancer? I thought they took photos of skin cancer-and measurements and stuff!
I would bet serious money that he wants me back on the committee. Our group is planning a big 3-day weekend event in October, with 10-15 well-known speakers (that is, well-known in the kink world), and if everything comes together, it should be a Very Big Deal.
And as a Very Big Deal, it's going to need a lot of PR and promoting.
I hope he has fun dealing with Bat Shit Craxy Guy.
"Would you like me to set up a meeting between you and your ass?"
Bwah!
"I can lend you the flashlight, but you'll have to use your own two hands."
Make sure he has a map.
(okay, maybe that last part is a little bitchy)
Oh, it's subtle enough to be taken either way. And very pointy.