Let's make one! ::wildly optimistic::
::gropes Suzi with INTENT this time::
Better?
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
Let's make one! ::wildly optimistic::
::gropes Suzi with INTENT this time::
Better?
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.
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.
As it is, you should thank her for taking one for the team.
She sent me a nice email thanking me for holding her hand while we waited for the ambulance and I told her about my new space. The dark corner is especially nice, because we never turned the lights on upstairs. All of us were apparently mole people who were happy working away in the dark.
Yes, there were lights on in the stairway, we're not idiots, and none of us wanted to be the ones to break our ankles.
Better?
MUCH!
I'm ready to go home now. Brain is tired.
Good first day to you, Aims!
Steph and Beth, hope you feel better quickly.
I'm feeling fine today, which is a relief after how icky I felt yesterday. I'm at school waiting for class to begin and (HEC ALERT) I'm enjoying some oatmeal with brown sugar. YUM!
You know, it's really hard to call into work when no one answers the freaking phone.
ION, I just went and did half of my dishes and then had to take a break due to the stupid pain. How in all of tarnation is my apartment going to be ready for a party tomorrow when I can't stand for more than five minutes?
{{{vw}}}
GF and I hung out with my pregnant cousin and her 6 year old daughter on Sunday. Daughter is not at all happy about pregnancy and it's going to be twins! Cousin said she asked daughter what she liked in terms of baby names and without missing a beat, she said, "Pee Pee and Poo Poo!" Cracked me up! Poor little A, though. I felt her pain - I was 7 when my bro was born and really not pleased. Oh, and GF added, "She provided middle names and everything!" Hee!
{{{vw}}}
{{{Teppy}}}
I'm fine. I just feel like a horrible employee, and I'm really letting the kids down. I had special things planned for today and everything.
I just emailed my boss since no one is answering the phone.