I would kill and eat someone here to get ahold of Willow's Publication Charm...don't take that wrong.
Angelus ,'Damage'
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.
Gronk. I have gotten some work done, applied to one more job, found a few others where I will apply. Need to do laundry, return a phone call, and go to the pharmacy. I think those all might wait until tomorrow.
I would kill and eat someone here to get ahold of Willow's Publication Charm...don't take that wrong.
Nothing personal, it's just a matter of priorities.
"This one time, I will allow you to ask about my affairs."
I'm glad you're finding more places to apply, Hil.
Well, the whole will-I-won't-I about class tonight just got taken out of my hands. I went outside and noticed that the landlord's shed's lock was busted, lying on the ground. No idea if anything's missing--I didn't check. (Not that I think they'll bust out the whole CSI deal for a lawnmower and a couple of sacks of fertilizer, or whatever was in there. Still, I watch too much acronym tv to tramp all over the evidence.) The landlord's out of town, so I'll be talking to a nice police officer or two for the next while.
Obviously, I watch too much acronym TV - I once watched a couple deal with a cop after their car had been broken into and, as they handled every knob, handle, and convenient surface on the car I was thinking "they won't get any fingerprints off THAT".
Calli, that sucks!
I have just become hella cranky and my plans for productivity are turning into plans for a nap.
I just discovered that javachik used to work with my boss. HA! Oh, Buffistas. So, yeah, java, all those nice things I've been posting about my boss? That's her.
I would kill and eat someone here to get ahold of Willow's Publication Charm...don't take that wrong.
"If a writer has to rob his mother, he will not hesitate; the 'Ode on a Grecian Urn' is worth any number of old ladies." ~Faulkner
Is it bitchy of me to be pissed that DH ate all the really good salad greens that I bought during the week for lunches and replaced them with a supermarket bag salad mix? It is, right? And I should get over it before he gets home so it doesn't turn into A Thing?
I mean, he probably thought he was being really thoughtful by replacing them and even bought Earthbound Farms, which I'm sure to him says "organic, just like Jess buys" and not "giant corporate agri-business who was part of that salmonella spinach recall last year."
(We have the same fights over him buying Horizon milk. IMO buying from an organic factory farm completely defeats the purpose. He's missing the gene that allows him to retain this information.)