Unfortunately I have nothing to do with the mix, I'm just the project manager for getting the system installed and running.
'Jaynestown'
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.
Believe me, there have already been discussions of wanting to be able to really torture the poor, rich souls along Rodeo drive. And acknowledgements that such torture is not achievable.
They will merely have to suffer by being forced to listen to Christmas music.
Christmas music
...And a beer.
in a tree.
Five Golden Tuques!
I shouldn't spend thousands of dollars on desk toys. I don't *have* that kind of $$ to spend on cool objects to make my workplace desk look a little less work-y.
But my desk would look so much better with this: [link]
Preferably staring down this: [link]
Ideally accompanied by a bunch of these: [link]
And these: [link]
Yes, I'm a geek. Or something.
Take off, eh! Hoser.
...You guys are making me want to bring out the Christmas playlist. Two months early.
Also, the beer.
Instead, however, I shall shower and shave for a trip to Queens for The Office and (hopefully) the Fifth Very Successful Date. That deserves all caps because OKCupid Dating Persona Test has the question "If you have five VERY successful dates with somebody, are you in a relationship?" and my answer was yes. Since her type is the same as mine, I'd bet she said yes too. So... milestone!
Cat + Treadmill = entertainment.
I saw my first Christmas commercial yesterday--it was one of those "You're a loser if you use cash instead of the Visa Check Card!!" only with lots of gold and shiny boxes and red red red. Too damn early for that much red.