I'm sorry someone you're close to got bad cancer news, Burrell.
We're still waiting to find out about Dad's special snowflake version of NHL. We've both moved from worried to annoyed. It's like his mutant cells are obstreperous sophomores who refuse to pick a major already.
In happier news, I got a promotion and a raise today. This makes me much happier about taking on a new car loan in a couple of weeks.
In happier news, I got a promotion and a raise today.
Dude, yer awesome!!
Sorry the news is muted by the worries over your dad's NHL. Even if the initialism did make me go, huh, he gets his own hockey league?
Amazing news, Calli. Congratulations!
Thanks, Gadget_Girl.
Cashmere, your dinner sounded yummy.
I got a promotion and a raise today
Congrats! And I hope there will be as-good-as-possible news regarding your father, soon (is it OK that I loved the way you described the situation?).
Sorry the news is muted by the worries over your dad's NHL. Even if the initialism did make me go, huh, he gets his own hockey league?
In this, amy is me. Also, congrats on the promotion/raise.
huh, he gets his own hockey league?
Absolutely. That would be great—the Kernersville Yoopers!
And thanks!
Fuck cancer, indeed. That's the problem with time--more opportunity for bad things to happen as well as the good.
Congrats on the raise, Calli!
Oh, ita! Just when I thought I'm all rusty and don't remember how it's done and Nattering all wrong because the thread seemed to be stuck.
[Edit: Oh! Here's something else I didn't do in forever: 3²=9 and 2³=8 and they're all mixed together, for fun, too.]