Only now I can't remember what "PC" stands for.
I'm guessing Penal Colony, so this has something to do with Australia. Maybe you needed to remember something about an odd and poisonous animal.
Actually not needing validation right now, but thank you.
Buffy ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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.
Gudanov - May 03, 2010 1:20:30 pm PDT #18092 of 30000
Coding and Sleeping
Maria - May 03, 2010 1:20:46 pm PDT #18093 of 30000
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Kate and Ginger, much coping and recovery ~ma going out to you and yours.
Sorella, fuck 'em. Don't get me started on employers right now. My feelings towards my own have not changed since Friday when I spewed in-thread. They do not deserve us.
Steph L. - May 03, 2010 1:21:08 pm PDT #18094 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Maybe you need to buy a new PC? You want to read some Patricia Cornwell? You have to remember to be politically correct?
I cannot brain today; seriously, whatever it meant is long gone from my last 2 neurons.
tommyrot - May 03, 2010 1:21:11 pm PDT #18095 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Maybe you meant to write "BC" for "Before Christ", but subconsciously you were hungry for pizza, so what you really wrote was "Pizza Christ."
beth b - May 03, 2010 1:59:27 pm PDT #18096 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Nashville~~~ has my ma heading there. I just can't imagine.
ms. Pix -- You are doing everything right -- and even though the trip is a volunteer position - you understtod that expectations are formed- so you exceeded your obligations and informed everyone in advance. My feeling - the school has some big problems going on. New job ma ~~
And Hil I'm really pulling for you -- Job opportunities do seem to come this way -- all at once. DH had an interview with a co -- that if had talked to before he got a job that gives him room to breathe- would have been very interesting.
and I think PC stands for Pirate Chest. as in there is a map to one, you just have to remember it.
vw bug - May 03, 2010 2:34:38 pm PDT #18097 of 30000
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Pix, what an absolute nightmare. I am so sorry.
Good to see Kate check in.
Toto's water dish gets rinsed daily and washed weekly. His food dish varies...
Speaking of the little guy, put sodium-free chicken broth in his water, and he's drinking again. Actually, he drank the whole bowl right after I did it. Silly goof.
I have been given an an assignment at work that quite frankly has given me way too much power. I am creating the background graphics for the lower school's play on the 13 Colonies. And I've been told to take whatever liberties I want. I'm trying to figure out what "points" I'd like to subtly make on my way out the door...
sj - May 03, 2010 2:52:02 pm PDT #18098 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
((((Kristin)))) That is such BS.
(((Kate and other Nashville peeps))).
Aims - May 03, 2010 2:53:14 pm PDT #18099 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Oh Kristin - that is such BS, as has been said. May her ears sprout green and fuscia fur.
Atropa - May 03, 2010 3:10:18 pm PDT #18100 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Oh Kristin, that is ridiculous. I hope you get to escape to a much better work environment soon.
quester - May 03, 2010 3:28:24 pm PDT #18101 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Skipped a couple hundred posts ( that I really mean to go back and read...really! ) to whine.
I thought I was wearing out my welcome with my sister-in-law and tonight I got confirmation. I need to be out by the end of summer.
It seems my idea about going to school pushed her over the edge.
I guess that settles that. Now it's take any job I can get that has insurance and pays enough to pay rent.
I guess school can wait.
I'm sulking in my basement room. I drank a tiny bottle of Moscato and took an extra Alprazolam. I don't think I trust myself to talk to either of them right now.
It's not like I didn't see it coming. It's just that I'm not used to getting this kind of message from family. I mean, I've been rejected by lots of people before and I'm certainly not saying I haven't been here too long...but, it still stings.