Last time I let my alumni association know what I was doing, they totally rewrote my update to be completely untrue when they put it in the newletter, so I'm not doing that anymore. They can look me up on Facebook if they really want to know. Which also doesn't have much information, but I might answer direct questions.
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.
That sounds like Angel Martin, too.
Heh.
Except I won't be wanted by the law AND criminals both from Alumni bullshit(unless I secretly studied with Veronica Mars.)
Lesser Boob-ma for Cash. I hope she saw Twilight first.
Robust thumping heart-ma for Todd's Ma.
Health-ma to your mom, Toddson.
wrod. My mother really couldn't understand why I was freaked by her breast tumor. "Ma, it's a fuckin' tumor...this is the kind of thing people bring up when I'm wigged about nothing. Right?" "Well, they got it all." Sometimes it's hard having been raised by Wonder Woman. She still sort of acts like she had some sort of hormonal splinter removed.
health ma~~~ to your mom, Toddson.
My PCA just dropped a really lovely bottle of wine, that The Girl bought me and that I've drinking slowly 'cos it's really nice, out of the fridge. It's one thing after another with that PCA. Much of it not really her fault, but highlighting our rather different personalities and how much they're clashing. There might have to be a conversation about future employment very soon. (In stark, screaming contrast, the other one keeps doing extra hours even though she's on crutches after knee surgery, never complains, works mega-fast and is awesome. I didn't realise all these years that she was the employee from heaven. I do now that I've experienced a few other employees.)
Wah. Lovely bottle of wine.
Did she offer to replace it? She should have.