Willow ,'Bring On The Night'
[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.
I'm sorry to hear that this Monday was so terribly Monday-ish.
Tiny bit of good news: Met and worked with the new house manager who is taking the place of the nutjob that I used to sometimes complain about. Seems decent, and does not appear to have the same major, unprofessional flaws. Not saying she's perfect, but I may be able to get along with her a lot better.
smonster, if you still want me to call you in the a.m., I need your number!
P-C! I got the CD today. Thank you so much! We are excited to listen to it :)
Yay, hope you enjoy!
In related news: [link]
I know!! The TWoP thread has been buzzing about that for a few weeks. I want to know what it is!
Pix, that sucks a lot, and I'm sorry.
My Monday had a little good, but then I came home to find a summons for jury duty. Dammit!
I keep reading "The Maybe Parliament".
Yeah. So do the British public. (We still don't have a government, in case anyone wanted to know. Am wondering what I can get away with today, since no one's in charge.)
Wishing a better Tuesday than Monday to smonster, Barb and Pix, and anyone else who needs a good Tuesday.
Yay for possible great job, Hil!
Am wondering what I can get away with today, since no one's in charge.
"Anarchy! Anarchy! I don't know what it means but I like it!" - kids in Talladega Nights
Good morning. I got up at 6:30, thanks to Zen with an assist from brenda, made it to work just fine, had my unpleasant mea culpa with my boss (direct quote from her - "I don't know what to say to you anymore" - uggh), and am focusing on one thing at a time, doing triage.
Wishing a better day to all my beloved Buffistas. Thank you all for your support.
I am having a similarly crappy Monday but am trying to think positive.
Monday can kiss my ass. Tuesday has an opportunity to rise in the organization if it can manage to not walk into philosophical doorframes or spill coffee on itself.
Monday redeemed itself when Emeline peed on the floor of the shady CraigsLister.
I was mortified until I found it fucking high-larious.
I should also note that we apologized profusely and cleaned the bathroom where it happened. We aren't total DB's.
Hah.
Hah to Emeline or Hah that Joe and and I aren't total DB's? Hee.