Spike ,'Never Leave Me'
[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.
Eat garlic and spicy foods.
Yeah, no. They still devoured me when I worked in the Spanish restaurant and ate alioli and romesco sauces on a regular basis. My solution was moving to California where the skeeters are rare and about 1/5 the size of the midwestern buggers. (that's not really why I moved to CA but it's nice to remind myself of the perks when I am missing Chitown.)
Meeting dragging on. Don't they know Beatle Rockband is in my car, waiting to go home and be played?!?!
Don't they know Beatle Rockband is in my car, waiting to go home and be played?!?!
Fools. You'll have to show them, show them all.
Does that mean I can leave early? There is still one more hour to go!
I am starting to feel very bad for one of our more annoying frequent fliers. He calls for an ambulance every day (sometimes twice) and every day (sometimes twice) goes to the hospital. I can't even wrap my head around that kind of ongoing bill. Now we're having to send police along with the ambulances because his neighs are threatening to hurt him if he calls for an ambulance again....so today he hobbled down the street to nearest mini mart and called from there to avoid reprisals. The guy is annoying, but he clearly has a serious problem that is not being treated.
Michigan skeeters are as big as Chinook helicopters.
Well, let's see...my blood type hasn't changed. If it isn't the spicy foods then it must be the beer.
Okay: Drink beer. Lots. Even if it doesn't keep the skeeters away, who gives a fuck? You've got beer!
Does that mean I can leave early?
I say yes with all the authority conveyed by being "Some dude on the Internet".
Does that mean I can leave early?
yes, yes it does.
omnis:
By all the power vested in me by my own IMMENSE ego, by all the arrogance of ME who should have all this arrogance because, hey! ME! I hereby declare that you shall be released from this and any and all meetings that hereby prohibit you from playing some game on some console, or whatever.
Tell your bureaucratic overlords THAT, and if they have a problem send them to me and I'll kick the shit out of them.
I'm thinking about leaving in the next few.
The bad today: I'm having trouble getting stuff for online from another department causing a lot of last minute scrambling when we discover it.
The good today: I wrote a thing for our blog and it's up! You can see it on my FB profile, if you'd like!