Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[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.
Well, for starters, it took me until I was 32 to actually HAVE a career path.
Early bloomer.
Signed, 38 and no sign of a career path, even with all the maps I've bought
{{Daisy}} It's so hard to have a friend in a tough situation and not be able to help. Though you have helped already.
Wait. Careers are supposed to have a path? I've just been following my nose.
I just feel like I've been all "Yay! Away from the dick!" to be thinking about how sad and sucky she must feel. Now that I am thinking about it, it makes me really sad.
Aw, {{{{DJ}}}} Yeah, it's sad and sucky, but she'll get through it and feel SO MUCH BETTER. I promise. The getting-through-it is hard, though.
Yeah. I can see the other side from here a little better than she can. I wish I could get her to hop on up here and see it with me, but I know that's not the way it works, or should work.
My career path is the one Bugs Bunny took to get to Poughkeepsie. I like my job and have been here long enough to see some benefits, but tomorrow, I could decide to like, make coats or something.
Oh, DJ. I'm glad you guys are getting drinks later.
Tonight, after dinner with a friend, we ran into my shrink. This is the same friend I was with when we ran into my GYN. She like has some vw's doctor radar or something. It's weird.
jilli, I like the second purse better too and not just because it doesn't have a giant "G" on it. I like that it has a much more decided shape.
I'm giving up on boys.
That is all.
vw - [link]
vw, I hope the boys don't give up on you and a wonderful, smart and determined hottie breaks down your resolve and you two live happily ever after.
Jessica and I have the climbing the fridge thing in common. As soon as I could walk I could scale that sucker, which was where my mother often kept her purse in an attempt to protect it from her curious children. The first time I found it up there I swiped her lipstick and proceeded to decorate the walls.
I'm exhausted from a day teaching at a worshop where I was on my feet all day. Tomorrow I don't have to teach, but I still have to be there and it's the Dean's picnic.
I like the second purse better, too.