AND, they called and I have an interview in Seattle on Aug 21! Whoot!
WoooooooHoooooo! Yay!
We killed a homeless man on this bench. Me and Dru. Those were good times. You know, he begged for mercy, and you know, that only made her bite harder.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
ChiKat - Aug 10, 2007 2:40:09 pm PDT #934 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
amych - Aug 10, 2007 2:40:52 pm PDT #935 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Right. Vent time.
Is 7:30 on Friday too late to ask for a do-over on the week? Or maybe I should ask for an extra week between now and Monday. One that would be top-secret, and totally unknown to boss and school, so I could use it for sleeping.
I have Huge Deadline of, okay, technically it was today, which means at home this weekend. Yay.
Huge Ded stuff was all supplanted by Urgent Today Stuff. For values of "today" that = all week.
Today's version of the Urg. Tod. St. that supplanted H.D. stuff involved playing go-between between boss and crazy insane clients (customers. patrons. people who want us to wipe their asses. whatev.). As in middle-school "tell her I said blah blah" stuff. From both sides.
Which still doesn't account for the OTHER insane clients who didn't bother to show up screaming their demands until the last minute. Which was the same last minute as the last minute h.d. (see above)
And school starts in a week, which makes me think, why did I sign on for this at the MOST INSANE TIME OF THE YEAR which gets more insane with every year that passes?
bourbon, please?
amych - Aug 10, 2007 2:42:06 pm PDT #936 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Crap. Above vent x-posted with MUCH MEARA SQUEEE!!!!!
Which is much happier, and deserves its own post.
ChiKat - Aug 10, 2007 2:44:09 pm PDT #937 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
hands amych a double bourbon
I say you can have an extra sooper seekrit week. You've earned it.
meara - Aug 10, 2007 2:48:12 pm PDT #938 of 10001
Oof, Amych! You can have my calm-ma this weekend, as I will not be needing it. :)
How true to size are they? 'Cause I am not one to turn down leather pants. (What color?)
They're fairly true, IIRC, though possibly slightly on the large side of 12. I haven't worn them in a while. They aren't hemmed up, because I never bothered, so they're a little long, but you could have them whatever length you want. Black. Incentive to see me while I"m in San Fran. :)
juliana - Aug 10, 2007 2:49:35 pm PDT #939 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
They aren't hemmed up, because I never bothered, so they're a little long, but you could have them whatever length you want. Black. Incentive to see me while I"m in San Fran. :)
Well, IIRC, my legs are longer, so that shouldn't be a problem, and on the larger side of 12 is perfect.
Also, please! Like I wasn't going to hunt you down while you were here anyway! You have to see me on my bike!
juliana - Aug 10, 2007 2:50:11 pm PDT #940 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
And in non-fashion news:
amych, you totally get a do-over, with extra booze if you like.
Laura - Aug 10, 2007 3:34:58 pm PDT #941 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
EXCELLENT meara! Woo!
Yes, extra booze for amych.
vw bug - Aug 10, 2007 3:39:02 pm PDT #942 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Go, meara!
Do over for amych!
Laura - Aug 10, 2007 3:53:03 pm PDT #943 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Whine of the diamond shoes too tight variety. Skipping would be best. I have only 1 television set up here and it is in the living room. It is my habit to make myself comfy on Friday night to watch SciFi, read, drink, whatever, in the comfort of my bed in jammies. At home DH often has friends over on Friday night to play pool and the boys are either at friends or have friends over and I keep to the sanctuary of my bedroom. Here I am in the LR on the couch and it isn't my bit of being a hermit at the end of the week. Whine over.