Tons of interview-ma and job-ma to Tom and decision-ma to Nora.
Suzi, tons of -ma to your former co-workers.
Love isn't brains, children, it's blood, blood screaming inside you to work its will.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[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.
sj - Sep 03, 2008 7:17:10 am PDT #4196 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Nora Deirdre - Sep 03, 2008 7:41:03 am PDT #4197 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
how did things go with your boss yesterday, Scrappy?
Scrappy - Sep 03, 2008 7:45:00 am PDT #4198 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Still waiting for the "talk."
meara - Sep 03, 2008 7:46:11 am PDT #4199 of 10001
Suzi, damn, you and the cancer people, geez!
In other news, I am a bad, bad person. Let's just leave it at that.
SuziQ - Sep 03, 2008 7:49:38 am PDT #4200 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I feel like I got away from my old job lucky - that job gives you cancer. Maybe I should get checked. I'm still waiting to hear back from J on how her appointment went. She is back in the office, but she hasn't pinged me on IM yet.
Frankenbuddha - Sep 03, 2008 7:49:56 am PDT #4201 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
I'm trapped in a crappy Northern town. I don't have Popeye's either.
Amazingly, despite being in New England, I know of two Popeye's options. One in Kenmore Square in Boston (which is a weird bit of symmetry, because when I first came to Boston for college in '84, there was a Popeye's in Kenmore, though it didn't last much after I was in college, if that; last year a new one opened and the publicity was saying "First Popeye's in Boston" and I wondered "Liars, or short memories?").
There's also one on 95 Northbound at the Kennebunk, ME service/rest area. Sadly, it's Sbarro's on the Southbound, bastards. BK on both as well.
Beverly - Sep 03, 2008 8:11:47 am PDT #4202 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
...and now I'm earwormed with Life in a Northern Town. And craving bad-for-me food.
Kathy A - Sep 03, 2008 8:16:21 am PDT #4203 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I've been earwormed with "Papa Was a Rollng Stone" since I heard the opening of it on the radio this morning. They played it because of the opening line: It was the third of September / The day I'll always remember / For that was the day / That my daddy died...
SuziQ - Sep 03, 2008 8:19:07 am PDT #4204 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Frack - no difinitive answers yet, but J may have leukemia. More tests, the poor pincushion. Frack, frack, frack.
vw bug - Sep 03, 2008 8:30:54 am PDT #4205 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Suzi, that's awful. So much ~ma.
Also job~ma for Tom, and Nora, I agree with Sparky. Go with.
In mememe news, this semester is gonna kick my ass. I have a funny feeling you won't be seeing as much of me over the next 8 months and 26 days! Insanity.
But, in good news, I'm cutting down to half therapy sessions. I haven't been using my entire sessions for about a month now, so we decided to cut down to 25 minutes. And we may cut back to every other week, but I wanted to get a few more weeks into the semester before we decide that. This feels like such a huge accomplishment, though it probably seems weird to anyone else.