They should play it safe and send you home to enjoy a 3-day weekend!
Four day weekend this weekend. Memorial Day is Monday.
Buffy: Synchronized slaying. Faith: New Olympic category?
'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Cashmere - May 22, 2008 5:36:20 am PDT #71 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
tommyrot - May 22, 2008 5:37:08 am PDT #72 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My drug of choice: irony.
What's your weapon of choice?
Steph L. - May 22, 2008 5:38:30 am PDT #73 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
What's your weapon of choice?
My rapier-sharp wit.
Oh, wait. I forgot I'm not Oscar Wilde.
tommyrot - May 22, 2008 5:39:13 am PDT #74 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Oh, wait. I forgot I'm not Oscar Wilde.
So both you and the wallpaper can stay....
SuziQ - May 22, 2008 5:42:14 am PDT #75 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
::gropes Suzi idly for good measure::
idly, eh?
Connie Neil - May 22, 2008 5:46:06 am PDT #76 of 10001
brillig
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.
hippocampus - May 22, 2008 5:46:17 am PDT #77 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
idly, eh?
idyll-y?
Sox, I wish I knew of a mystery blog like that! I would love to find one.
hmm.
Amy - May 22, 2008 5:48:32 am PDT #78 of 10001
Because books.
Let's make one! ::wildly optimistic::
::gropes Suzi with INTENT this time::
Better?
brenda m - May 22, 2008 5:50:04 am PDT #79 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
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.
Nice. You should'a pushed her down the stairs a long time ago.
Steph L. - May 22, 2008 6:07:19 am PDT #80 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
Nice. You should'a pushed her down the stairs a long time ago.
As it is, you should thank her for taking one for the team.