Steroids are a special kind of evil - sure, they might save your life, but you'll be all kinds of miserable about it.
'Ariel'
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.
Yay, Aims's new job! Good luck today!
Big boos for Teppy's allergic reaction and Suzi's stress, though.
::gropes Suzi idly for good measure::
Sox, I wish I knew of a mystery blog like that! I would love to find one.
Plus my makeup has a 15 SPF
I had a facial recently and mentioned this same thing. The enethitician (or however you spell it) just laughed at me and asked if I reapplied it every hour.
Goodness, it's not like I (a) sweat it off, or (2) work in sunlight (or near a window, for that matter).
They should play it safe and send you home to enjoy a 3-day weekend!
Four day weekend this weekend. Memorial Day is Monday.
My drug of choice: irony.
What's your weapon of choice?
What's your weapon of choice?
My rapier-sharp wit.
Oh, wait. I forgot I'm not Oscar Wilde.
Oh, wait. I forgot I'm not Oscar Wilde.
So both you and the wallpaper can stay....
::gropes Suzi idly for good measure::
idly, eh?
I have to work on Monday, but that's OK because on holidays they let us watch movies on our computers. All the guys around me are playing games anyway.
I don't think I mentioned this here, one evening last week a girl fell down the back stairs from our second floor tech support room and broke her ankle in three places (I was the only one upstairs and I heard her faintly calling for help, heaven knows how long she might have lain there). Management got a "Agh! We've got people with known medical conditions upstairs, it'll be one of them breaking something next!" bug, so they moved a bunch of us downstairs. I'm now in a lovely back-corner cubical with no one across the aisle from me, the flourescent fixture above me has had the tubes removed, and no one casually wanders by. All I need is a bit of natural light to be happy.
idly, eh?
idyll-y?
Sox, I wish I knew of a mystery blog like that! I would love to find one.
hmm.