Okay, I'm going home now. I should grade... but I doubt it. Bye!
Erin is me.
'Lineage'
[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.
Okay, I'm going home now. I should grade... but I doubt it. Bye!
Erin is me.
Dear LUSH products:
An e-mail headed "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY LUSH" makes me wonder whether someone is judging my drinking habits and, if he is, how does he know when I started drinking?
I hope you are spared both from a layoff and from having to work twice as hard to make up for the people laid off, BT.
The problem with having dinner with the boss is, you have conversations that you aren't allowed to share with folks. And of course, me being the nosy one, who can see the writing on the wall, ASKS questions, that he then answers with the caveat "you can't tell anyone, but...".
:: head-desk ::
Poor omnis, you've hoist yourself on your own whatever.
Ooooh, I must be getting better - I cut decided to go easy on the ibuprofen, took only 200mg with the 1000mg Tylenol about an hour and a half ago, so not only has the headache eased up, but also, the throat is still much easier to swallow with than it was yesterday.
YAY! Er, was it actually listed on the HR site? We got the memo freezing all hires last week, but I think it's safe if it is on the HR site.
yes, and it wasn't on there last week (I do a weekly web search of all of the university HR sites in the area. I want to get the fuck out of here)
I spoke with a lovely customer service person today. She was with the Atlanta airport Lost & Found. DH left his cell phone at the gate during his layover. She was pleasant and capable and explained things and gave options. She rocked.
Brendon was supposed to have a layover on his way back too, but he is staying overnight in Atlanta instead. He is coming back from New Orleans and The Runway Lights Stopped Working! So they had to shuttle people to some other airport and he won't get to Atlanta in time for his flight home. I gathered that his experience with the AirTran staff was not as pleasant as mine with the L&F chick.
Good to hear you on the road to recovery, WS.
"you can't tell anyone, but..."
I would have to interrupt with, "I can't keep secrets!" That usually gets me off the hook. I am a terrible secret keeper, and if the secret could harm someone I care about I'll turn around and blab to them the first chance I get.
y'all have been warned.
t Waves at Brendon
I'm a terrible wife. I couldn't help but be somewhat relieved that I don't have to pick him up at midnight in Fort Lauderdale but instead pick him up in West Palm at a more reasonable 10am.
I'll tell him to wave in your direction when he gets there. He hasn't left for Atlanta yet.