I want one, but only if it would take out the trash for me.
'Sleeper'
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.
Our waitress = Full Of Lies!
But not about the chicken.
I have just been to the cinema to watch four hours of Scorsese documentary on the history of Italian cinema.
It was very good, but it is now midnight and I am OMG SO TIRED!
I now want fried chicken
I am going to Wall-E this weekend. Very excited!
I think I would rather have fried chicken than a four hour Scorsese documentary about anything.
The bank didn't give me a problem about the check. Yay!
Do inks go bad? And if not does anyone want a box of Levenger inks?
Got back frommy job interview; it went well, I think. No strong vibes, but I would really like to work for this school.
The only sticky part was them asking me why my contract wasn't renewed; I told them the reason I was given is that I didn't turn my lesson plans in on time. However, I was told my contract wasn't renewed three days after I informed them I needed to have major surgery. But the reason I was given was only the lesson plans.
I left them to draw their own correlations. I was very matter-of-fact and brief about it.
But damn, I looked cute! My friend hooked me up with a top and a purse, and my hair is freshly cut and colored, and everything fit right and was coordinated, and I felt GREAT walking into that interview.
Yay, Erin! Job-ma to you!