I'm sorry, lisah
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Are there meatless meatballs in your soup?
Are there meatless meatballs in your soup?
Indeed there are. From Trader Joe's.
lisah, I am so sorry.
{{{lisah}}}
Sean, glad the check came, P-C, glad you get to live.
FAY! Glad to hear you are retreating to a safer zone. You are very much in my thoughts. Hope kitty stays safe while you are making home outside.
How are our new New Orleans residents doing? How was Tom's first day?
G-C, and your first day? How did you do?
Pix, how is your neck doing? How was work with it? Is it subsiding?
My 2nd day involved a *lot* of walking around campus, learning a bit more of what is where. Meeting new folks, getting a LOT more keys, finally getting my e-mail address. Right now, very tired. Mostly legs. Was at work by 8:20. Jeesh. Not used to that. That is almost 2 hours sooner than I used to do.
Hey, all.
So sorry, Lisah, about your doggy.
You know, O-A, next week is the last class of the semester, and I still don't have keys to my classroom, or a voicemail set up.
The joys of adjuncting, I suppose. There are compensations.
Whew, I got a lot done today, and I am beat.
{{{{lisah}}}}} so sorry for your loss.
{{{{lisah}}}} I am so sorry.
You know, O-A, next week is the last class of the semester, and I still don't have keys to my classroom, or a voicemail set up.Yikes! I got my voicemail working today too. Although the text for the phone still has Rebecca, the previous office occupant.
Oh {{{lisah}}}. I'm so sorry.
And also, {{Steph}}.