Hooray! One vendor still gives candy. It'll be a happy holiday afterall. We got some kind of bark, two bags of turtles and some wrapped things that might be chocolate-covered oreos.
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
One holiday season, I was working reception at a thingumy land-title paperwork closing whatchimajigger process company - in addition to all the goodies brought in by employees, someone brought in small carafes of wine for everyone. Niiiiiiice.
Someone tell me to stop talking to him...that it's not helping...and I should just go to bed.
stop -- waste of time and sleep is goooooood
Go to bed vw! :: points to bedroom like mother hen ::
Tonight was company holiday party. It was nice. not much on the food stuff, but had booze and a karaoke DJ. It was a fun time. Much better than old company party (pizza party in cold lobby. Stuffy, boring). Normally I hate karaoke, but the folks singing could actually sing, so it wasn't bad at all.
Also, the TV is blurbing a "Freezing Fog Advisory". Um. Something just sounds weird about that. Is that a light sleet or something. Fog is a specific state. Frozen is too. They can't be the same, no?
vw, go to bed.
I'm sick. Again. I really hate my body.
Fog is a specific state. Frozen is too. They can't be the same, no?
It sounds like you'd be driving into a concrete wall. A *cold* concrete wall.
It sounds like you'd be driving into a concrete wall. A *cold* concrete wall.EXACTLY! Which, thankfully, I didn't.
Freezing fog is how you get rime ice.
Blech. The slight cold and slight fever I had yesterday suddenly turned into totally feeling like crap. I'm not sure if I've got a fever -- can't find the thermometer -- but it sure feels like it.