Panel ~ma for you, sail!
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
Ouch! Nose~ma to your mom, Laura. And Job~ma and yesyouwantme~ma to you, Sail. And Barb - may you get all of the house~ma my family wasn't able to get. I know what a big deal it can be.
Much impress-the-heck-out-of-them~ma to you, Sail.
I are evil.
I have a co-worker that is very attention span challenged. He's very hyper. And VERY open to suggestion when it comes to food. So like Wednesday I wanted Qdoba, but didn't want to go out and get it. So I mentioned it to him, and waited, and about 5 minutes later ... "Dammit, Aimee. Now I want Qdoba." to which I said, "I'll buy it if you go get it." and so boom! Free Qdoba for him and fetched Qdoba for me! Total win-win!
Today, I wanted cake because I had some anger I needed to eat through. I was going to make do with the baklava I ordered for lunch, but I mentioned it outloud to him. Now he's at the grocery store getting red velvet cake. I didn't mean to send him on a cake errand. But he said he was bored and had decided to be done working for the day. So yay cake!
Aims is evil. Yet she has cake.
I sense a valuable lesson here....
Red Velvet cake even!!
Hey, her co-worker was bored, and now he's not. As a positive side effect, Aims has cake. I like this plan.
The Girl is in Israel. Her suitcase is not. We've decided to blame 2009, which seems to be everyone's annus horribilis. We are wondering whether we can sue 2009. Bring on 2010, I say.
We are wondering whether we can sue 2009. Bring on 2010, I say.
Yeah, 2009 has been an odd year.
The Girl is in Israel. Her suitcase is not.
Well, she didn't need the sweaters anyway.
Though I hope she has her suitcase back before she needs the sweaters back home.
House ~ma for Barb!
Impress 'em ~ma for Sail. I know I am always impressed and I am sure the panel will be too.