Oh noes, meara, what a crap ass day. And I'm guessing this means lunch tomorrow is very iffy? Ah well, you can call me whenever and we'll figure something out.
Lilah ,'Destiny'
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.
ita, are you still stuck at the ER?
Good lord, meara, what a day! Stability~ma for you, because it sounds like you need it...
Yeah. Luckily, the whole department/program I work in sounds like it's FINE, which is good, thank god. But I was listening to the whole blather on about why they had to lay people off and how it will affect people and how they didn't want to but really it's for the best and yadda yadda going "WOW, this is SO FAMILIAR" and damn, it was just ridiculous.
Yeah, I'm doubting lunch tomorrow is likely. It's possible we'll finish up early enough that I could grab a coffee (or take one to you, heck, I'll have a car and my flight's not til 6:30!), since I know she'll be anxious to get on the road, but unlikely.
Hairpats for meara, bubble wrap for Susan and Annabel, job~ma for Erin, and ER~ma for ita.
I dated a guy who liked to reclinate in a recliner.
My dad used to like to relapsicate in his recliner.
I'm sorry that we probably won't be meeting this time meara, but I totally understand.
Yeah, Burrell. Waiting for the (late) cab and dreaming of cold Thai leftovers.
Huh. I should probably be spiffing my resume up soon.
Happy Birthday, Sean! May today be extra kind to you.
Oh! Is it Seany day? Happy Birthday!
HAPPY SEANY DAY!!!