Happy birthday, Charles Darwin!
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Happy Birthday Kristin. I love you sweetie.
Happy happy birthday to Kristin and Maria!
happy birthday Kristin and Marie!
ma~~~sj.
Matt has part 3 of round 3 of interviews with likely co. And he had a recruiter that can't tell time call early this am. Matt said he would send him a resume by noon. The recruiter called back at 1030 to ask why he didn't have it yet.
Happy B-Days Kristin and Marie!
Happy Happy Birthday Birthday Kristin and Maria!!!
And he had a recruiter that can't tell time call early this am. Matt said he would send him a resume by noon. The recruiter called back at 1030 to ask why he didn't have it yet.
Is the recruiter on the East coast?
I don't think Boston drivers are so bad, they just have to deal with some logistical challenges. People not from Boston driving in Boston get shit on because they Don't Know What They Are Doing, and that aggravates the Boston driver. We value staying on the ball here. Don't let your attention wander, people!
At least the roads have stopped being re-arranged every few days like back in the big dig days. Now we just need to worry about the big dig tunnels re-arranging themselves.
Dear cow-irkers: believe it or not I don't sit here with my e-mail up so I can catch every gem that falls from your fingers as it arrives. I've actually been trying to work. So when you come in and launch into a request in the middle, interrupting the actual WORK I'm doing, don't be so shocked that I don't know what you're talking about.
And yeah - the box of magazines by the door, WHERE YOU PUT THEM LAST WEEK, is indeed the latest issue.
No love,
me
My mother was once stopped by a policeman who firmly instructed her that she should have a "complete sensation of movement" when she came to a stop sign. Not wanting to cause trouble, she nodded and saved up the story to be told later, and I now think of it almost every single time I come to a stop sign. And I come to a stop with a sense of thumbing my nose at that guy. "Hah! No sensation of movement now!"