Come join me on the next leg of the cruise line work. 20 hour days, 7 days a week, and I didn't even get meal breaks!
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
free pixie dust, though.
free pixie dust,
Pixie dust in new places.
Was that on Mauschwitz's slave galley?
Pretty much. I leave in the morning for another tour of duty.
Also, on the pixie dust front, that's what the park workers call the pink stuff they spread over vomit when someone hurls in Disneyland.
Lets all move to France, eat freedom chips, and go on strike knowing we have great health care. Pass the wine and cheese please!
30 hour work week, gotta love it.
don't forget the extra long time off for holidays.
hey I don't have to work tomorrow today and I have fernet! No gingerale so I made a lemonade back.
boredboredboredboredbored
Should be asleep. Not tired, and ND leaves in five and a half hours for another week but is still dealing with massive file uploads and such and so can't come to bed. I only got four hours of sleep last night; you'd think I'd be exhausted right now. And yet. Insomnia.