Just a reminder of the importance of wearing the right undergarment (not that any of us WOULD, but ....)
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
Steady market~ma to Susan.
Continued Dad~ma to Drew and your whole family.
Much ~ma to you and your family, Drew. I'm so sorry you've got to go through this.
And just to extend the celebration, happy belated birthday to Teppy!
Ugh, now I get to spend 7 hours in the booth at the exhibit hall. That necessitates walking outside from the hotel. It's 98 degrees in Dallas today. Don't wanna.
Asshat!Boss is determined to be an asshat to the end. I wanted to take yesterday off, but had scheduled this meeting to talk about what's going to happen when he leaves. Drag my ass in. I get in, sit down, and say "because you're leaving . . " he says "oh, did I say I was leaving? I said if I was leaving" Asshole. Then, he tells me to reschedule for today. I arrive, his secy calls to say I'm there. I can hear him saying "what, we have an appointment? Are you sure, etc." It was his freaking idea!!!! I go in, sit down, he says "I'm glad your office is nearby, I'm not ready to chat with you." Motherfucker, then have the COMMON COURTESY to call and cancel. And check you fucking calendar when you get in the office, you dumb fuck!!!
::hands Vortex a gin and tonic::
::and an axe::
Asshat!Boss has earned that name.
I have a call with the most annoying person in the world in 5 minutes. Don't wanna!
Maria! It's 98 now, wait until later. Again, I apologize.
GC, at least on the phone you can make faces and rude gestures (for what little comfort that may be).
In what twisted scrabble world is "bummy" not a word?
Vortex, I swear to god A!B is his own special circle of hell.
DJ, no worries. I just like to complain. At least your city wasn't built on a swamp.