'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Yay for Zoe!
We are v. far from snow - it's 72 and misty/foggy here. Which as those of you on FB know, did not stop me and two coworkers from walking around caroling. As lapsed Methodist with Jewish tendencies, I had very mixed feelings about it, but everyone seemed to take it in the spirit of fun in which it was offered.
I had my evaluation today, and it was pretty good. I think, had my boss been around more lately, it would have been even better. /pet peeve
Oomph or no oomph, I think I'm ready to go. I've got a couple of trips to do, which is a little annoying, but then I'm outie. Er, outy. Um, I'm history. Later, y'all!
Nephew? Still cute.
vw, I think we're going to need proof of this. Pictures should work.
I happily ignored someone from high school on Facebook, even though she is friends with one of my cousins.
It's freakishly warm here too. I was shopping yesterday and the store was way too warm, because it's really warm enough to need A/C in a store, if only for the humidity.
Feel free to mock my weather problem.
It's possible I have your oomph, but if so it's over there somewhere and I can't be bothered to get up and go get it.
The was scrapeable frost on my car this morning. Not fair.
I also have no oomph. In fact, I'm so lazy that I'm not going to go over to Best Buy to get the gift cards I was going to give to my brother and nephew and will go to Walgreens and get them AmEx gift cards instead. I can get my greeting cards there, too, so I'll only have one stop to make on the way home.
Count me amongst the oomphless. 17 minutes and counting...
Argh.
My oomph ran out before my countdown. In fact, my oomph ran out somewhere around Wednesday.
My oomph is being artificially maintained by the knowledge that there's wine at the end of the workday.