'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
I AM NOT A PATIENT PERSON. These people need to say YES we want you on our contract. YES we will give you a big fat raise. YES you can travel up to Bellevue, WA to meet with the Program Manager and to Corvailis, OR to meet with the outgoing Program Accountant.
AND L needs to call and say her doctor's appointment was a breeze and everything is hunky dory. I have no clue WHEN her appointment is, but still - she needs to call NOW and tell us all is OK.
ahem.
Anytime you find yourself constantly yelling at your team that they are, in fact, wearing blue and should therefore not actually pass to the guys in white everytime they get down the court?
Yeah, that's a problem. I'm afraid I'll be watching that happen (in hockey) tonight. Many condolences!
passes Suzi a bottle of Fernet
Hugs juliana and Fernet
It would probably be wrong to guzzle the Fernet at work. Right?
Yay, Nora!!
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{{Suzi}} My lack o' patience sister.
I had a great night last night. Went out for Indian food with a friend then went to a high school production of "Grapes of Wrath" where we were asked to adjudicate and give the cast/crew feedback after. The show was pretty good for high school kids and they seemed to really appreciate the feedback we gave them. It was great and reinforces that that's what I'm supposed to do.
And, the school we did it for is the sister school to the one I have an interview with on Tuesday so I picked the dept head's brain for some info on the school and what they are looking for. Woot!
I swear I only hit the post button once.
Really really swear.
Seriously. Really and truly. Only the once.
In other news, these are really pretty shoes. Not pretty enough to actually buy, but pretty.
Yay, Nora!
Suzi, I hope your assistant gets some good news soon.
Who wants to give me an alibi for when my neighbors get home, because I might just have to kill them.
I will!
having once reported some neighbors who had a dog that they said they loved ... but who would leave him alone all day and then hit him when they came home and found he'd had an "accident" just about every day and, when they had a party, would tie him up outside for up to eight hours with no water and such a short leash that he could sit or stand in one place but not walk or even lie down.