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.
So, this is fun, in the NOT AT ALL way.
Vertigo is a lot better (not gone, though), but I woke up today and CANNOT HEAR out of what was my "good" ear. At all. It feels like it's crammed full of kleenex or something.
I'm moderately freaking out. I didn't expect to trade vertigo for a non-functional ear, GOD DAMN IT.
(Obviously, calling doctor as soon as they open.)
Glad to hear you're okay, Fay.
Laga's roommate is one of the good guys. Yay!
Steph, ick. I hope they come up with a solution pronto.
Timelies. I am sleepy and Greg is home sick.
hola, bitches! been a while since i stuck my head in. when i get way behind i feel guilty and then stop looking at the thread until it gets so deep there's no possible way to catch up and i skip.
sorry to hear about the ear woes, Steph.
me? i'm about to hunker down beneath this WWII era desk and wait out the potential shitstorm that's about to occur between my co-worker, who i share job duties with and the warehouse guys. it ain't gonna be pretty!
Getting better quickly ~ma for both Teppy and Deena (and Greg, and anyone else in the household that gets that ick).
Yay, Fay being safe.
when i get way behind i feel guilty and then stop looking at the thread until it gets so deep there's no possible way to catch up and i skip.
tiggy, anytime there are more than 150 new posts since I last caught up, there is at least a 30% chance that I will end up skipping. So I for one cannot condemn you. It's good to see you, even if all you've got is to pop in and say hi.
Also, tiggy, should we pop popcorn for you while you are hunkered down under that desk, or just send booze and chocolate?
And Laga's roommie does, indeed, rock.
Factoid I learned today:
The scientific name for ice cream headache, aka "Brain Freeze" is sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia.
A kernel of popcorn popping in super slow motion: [link]
anytime there are more than 150 new posts since I last caught up, there is at least a 30% chance that I will end up skipping.
this time i think i let it get to about 1800 or so. there was just no way.
should we pop popcorn for you while you are hunkered down under that desk, or just send booze and chocolate?
how about popcorn and chocolate? actually, it didn't turn out as bad as i thought. warehouse guys are still pissy, but there's really nothing that can be done when head honcho has established two opposing things for us to do and then tells us we're not to stop doing one of those things NO MATTER WHAT! they can just take it up with him when he comes in.
Students drive me crazy. I just got off of the phone with a baby student who has asthma. Apparently, she goes home to get her medication. But, she is busier this year and cannot do so. So, she calls me to find out what she should do. Really? You can't figure out that you should go to Student Health? When I tell her that, she says "oh, where is that again?" I tell her, then she wants to know if she is going to have to pay for her medication. DO I LOOK LIKE A DOCTOR? How the fuck should I know?