Xander ,'Chosen'
[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.
I mean, I'm trying to give the kid the benefit of the doubt, but seeing as how the database has a field for "school address" and one for "permanent address", is it too much to think that he'd figure that one out?
I just figured out what the problem was when one of the student's address was "Registrar's Office".
OMG, Vortex. The stupidity, it burns!
Oh, Vortex. This is the type of stuff that made my coworker say "How do they even cross the street and get to class without getting hit by a car!?!"
I feel better. I have had ginormous bowl of pasta and and am working my way through a (second) glass of wine.
Today was just annoying. we have complained about the remanufactured ink cartiages. Two printed pink. two printed red and blue ( no yellow) .
Now my lap top is noisy. DH says we must blow out the fan, but the compressed air, she is vanished.
Someone is going crazy with the hand dryer in the men's room. I wonder if he's trying to be the first guy in history who doesn't have to wipe his hands on his pants.
Are you celebrating Nordic Tuesday in place of casual Friday?
But yeah, hee, hand dryers don't really dry your hands altogether. I like to think of it as a protective coat of water between me and the door handle.
I am starting to get wild cabin fever. I can't LIFT anything get, but I am contemplating lovingly polishing all my wood with lemon oil tomorrow, then all my silver, then polishing all my jewelry and then organazing my closet by types then color.
Then my stocking drawer.
I've already gotten my hair cut (the bob gets shorter each time, Hec -- now it's lobe-length!) colored a nice merlot, and my brows waxed. And my nails are growing out, and I've polished them silver.
I also dropped two pants sizes, and and wondering if walks and yoga would be too strenuous.
In a week, I'll have to resort to lesson planning. Gasp.
Keep polishing the stocking drawer, dear. Anything to keep you from the horror of lessons.
Oh, yes. Do stay away from the lessons!
So, I've been up for over an hour. I have a note for my body.
Dear Body,
I appreciate that you're feeling better, but did we really need to be up at 4:15 a.m.?
No love,
vw