Or were we actually talking about desks?
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[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.
Aimee & MM, so much ~ma to your friends.
DJ, wow!! I was just bitching about my ex-husband, but at least he didn't try to kill me.
I have an odd job. A 6' tall Mr. Potato Head just walked into the room.
Steal his ears! Steal his ears!!
omg. please let this day be over. please let the lottery-fairy come. or the house-selling fairy. or the fairy who will go over to X's desk and remove all of her software and leave her with textpad, email, a pen and some paper. I have a site launch in three days, they just switched banks on me _again_, one team member is at hospital, the other cannot spell today, and I am getting 6 page macroed word docs with text changes embedded, no highlighting. Pretty 3-d fonts though. ::headdesk::
I have an odd job. A 6' tall Mr. Potato Head just walked into the room.
Steal his ears! Steal his ears!!
Already done, honey. Look in the mirror.
t runs away very very fast
Aims, I hope your friend is okay.
See what he has in his trunk?
6 page macroed word docs with text changes embedded, no highlighting
Shudder. Those are like land mines waiting to go off in style changes and margin spasms.
Thank you everyone for the vibes. I'm waiting for a call back to find out how Mr. L is.
He actually walked in with his ears on backwards.