'Never Leave Me'
[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 hate being chained to a desk. I was miserable working in an office. Telecommuting has saved my sanity. Now I work from my living room couch, with the tv on or the windows open and the cats hanging out in my space.
There's no subsidized cafeteria, though. No free lunch, indeed.
I have no problem what so ever being chained to a desk, as long as the work doesn't require too much F2F/phone contact with other human beings.
In other words, anything but customer service, please.
it's one of those high-estrogen days. I can tell, because I am filled with RAGE. Or ANNOYANCE, anyway. Rage that can't be arsed to yell.
it's one of those high-estrogen days. I can tell, because I am filled with RAGE. Or ANNOYANCE, anyway. Rage that can't be arsed to yell.
My sister!
My sister!
Verily! I've heard that many women are calmer and feel sexier when their estrogen levels are high, but I suspect we are not the same species. I long for menopause.
I long for menopause.
Wrod.
Verily! I've heard that many women are calmer and feel sexier when their estrogen levels are high, but I suspect we are not the same species.
Not sure I'm easy to furious (oh, I love double meanings) because of estrogen levels, soon-to-be-test-season, upcoming period or not having my placebo-stuff around which keeps me calming, mostly happy human being who loves her fellow human beings, but as I said here once - I don't believe women need a specific reason to be angry, just as I don't need a specific reason to be extremely happy. But, you know, being surrounded by less idiots? I'd bet that help.
Or, to quote myself earlier on this thread: "embrace your bad mood, and hit somebody with it. I think it's bad to repress the feelings of any woman".
Signed,
She who was in a class today which approx. 45 minutes of were dedicated to the challenging task of how to read a scatter diagram of genetic heritage. I'm surprised these people can breath and walk at the same time.
I long for menopause.
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
I heard back from the school where I had the campus interview. I was their third choice, for two job openings, so I get it if either of the first two turn it down.
Sent out a bunch more applications today, too.
I thought I had an 11 meeting for a student to return gear. I am in the basement workshop waiting. Where there is no cell service. I was about to forage to the surface to make a call, and I checked my notes. Noon return time. D'oh! At least I've been following the WWDC event online. Oh, in the shower, I came up with "What Will Dorks Crave" as new meaning for the WWDC. And by Dorks, of course, I mean me! I want new phone. But must wait until move is paid off.