Hash brown:

Damn I hate that I need to leave this job. My boss is so freaking cool. I have to go to New Orleans at the end of the month to train my counterpart there. Boss switched it to Thurs and Fri instead of Tues and Wed. and when I told her that if the flight was cheaper with a Saturday stay, I'd like to fly out Sunday and spend the weekend with my cousin and the cherub. Her email back? She'd already thought I'd like to see my family and scheduled it that way.

Yay! Which place did you pick, Aimee?

We're going to go with the Victorian. We might actually end up getting "sweat equity" in the form of a security deposit. Meaning, Joe and I do a lot of the work removing the wallpaper and painting and patching in exchange for Boss paying our security deposit.

Yay, Miracleborns! That's an awesome birthday present.

I had a black eye once when the freezer door decided to attack. I always thought it looked shifty.

It's way variable, Sean. My black eyes show up in an hour or two, but for some people it takes a night.

Thanks, ita.

Sean, is it possible that S has a bite of some kind and not a bruise? The eye is so tender it would blow up like a bruise.

I suppose. I don't know. It sure looks like she got popped in the eye. She's not showing any other signs of a concussion. I don't know.

oh, happy birthday, Aimee! a new lease is a good present!

We're going to go with the Victorian.

Oh, hooray! And yum! (I'm a sucker for old places).

Congrats to you and the family, Aims! Be sure to post pictures as the place sounds cool as hell.

Happy Birthday, Oh Empress!!

Meep. Just finished writing a lease for Joe and I to sign! The end (of living with my parents) is nigh!

Yay!!! Happy happy birthday!

Yeah, me too. I strongly feel that Fay is so fabulous, that her life should include either one amazingly, scorchingly passionate life-long love affair, or a regular series fantabulous, heated, less permanent, amicably ended affairs. Thus the Bitches would be the recipients of Fay's endearing accounts, not so much of the hot details, but of anecdotes of the brilliantly witty things that were said at outings to the theater or fine restaurants. Hmm, perhaps you could simply make up stories for us, the way Vickie Bliss writes outrageous bodice-rippers for her boss.

Erm, not that your job should be to provide us with entertainment through which we could live vicariously, Fay. We just want to know you are happy. Truly.

I love WindSparrow so so much. This. So very much this.

Also, {{Sammie}}

Can I has booz now?

Yes.

Aimee - that was the one with the claw-foot tub, right?

And...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

Aimee - that was the one with the claw-foot tub, right?

Yup.