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[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.
It's so awful to have your card rejected, we just wanted to spare you the dreadful psychic pain!
Never mind there are plenty of reasons a card can be rejected that have nothing to do with your balance. I've had them reject multiple times because there's a chance of a security breach or we've made a couple of unusual purchases and the CC company shuts down the account until they confirm they were legit.
Congrats to job-offer-having Buffistas! Wishing you good luck with future interviews and many jobs to be torn between, Hil.
More moving/unpacking good wishes to omnis and meara!
Thanks to everyone sending good wishes for The Girl's father. Apparently he's been flirting with nurses in his drugged-up state. This can only be a good sign.
~ma for Max.
Have not been exactly *there*, Sean, but I've been on the Funny Money train. I borrowed that from Terry McMillian, actually...one of her goofy sister characters says "My money is *too* funny. Again."
Those fees and some other bank shennanigans are why we quit BofA and go to a small local bank chain now, and use another for savings.
I remember being really upset over those two overdrafts because on the bank statement there was never a point at which a negative balance showed up, it only showed the balance not the available balance. Turned out the check cleared on the same day as the overdrafts, just later. My own fault for not making sure, but frustrating when you can't actually see it in the records.
Hey, cool. CNN article about vegan bake sales. [link] I think at least half the people mentioned are people I've at least talked to online. I'm apparently part of the vegan bake sale in-crowd. I had no idea.
I haz Chinese food. Yum. Well, except the szechuan green beans, which are kind of ick. Lots of rice, which will probably absorb some of the scotch. Need to shower to get rid of the scotch that I spilled on my leg.
Congrats to all the job-havers, and ~ma to all the job-seekers.
I may soon be one. Fuck the company I work for. I'm done.
I may soon be one. Fuck the company I work for. I'm done.
::pours a hefty martini and sends a Cabana Boy to deliver it to Maria::
Oh, shit, Maria, no. Stupidheads. Who wouldn't want to move heaven and earth to keep you working for them?
Clearly the solution is to move West.