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Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Did you get the job where you hoped you'd be able to commute?
No, I actually have not heard from them. I'm assuming they are interviewing others and liked me enough to not want to cut me loose, but might prefer someone else. But I had a client who had a hearing 2.5 hours south of here at 8:30 am. That's why I was up so early. Their hearing went really well - I always feel a little uncomfortable getting too detailed, but yesterday went a long way towards resolving their legal problems. And since they are two teenagers with no parents, it made me very happy.
Oh, okay. I don't ever skim so would have been surprised if I hadn't remembered such a momentous event.
Good to hear you were able to help the orphaned teens!
I had another dirty dream about Hugh Laurie.
I had another dirty dream about Hugh Laurie.
I dreamed of kittens.
Last night I dreamed I needed to take my giant Mecha-Kong to the airport. At first I wanted to take the subway, but then I realized the Mecha-Kong was too big. Instead the Mecha-Kong waded in the East River while I rode in its skull.
Wow.
That kinda rocks.
The East River was gross! There was trash from McDonalds floating by, and Mecha-Kong had to pick up and examine it.
Tom wins at dreams! Except for maybe the gross river stuff. But still.
Coolest. Dream. Ever.