I buy lovely journals then can't think of anything worthy to put in them. I always used empty school notebooks for things like that, so buying a purpose-built journal seems to require a bit more effort than just scribbling things down.
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.
I admire them, but even I can't read my handwriting all the time so I've stopped buying them.
Yeah, so I need a tactful way to say this:
Dear Co-Worker Who Was Probably Egged Onto Cleaning Out That Cabinet By Our Supervisor's Supervisor:
Please don't take a bunch of stuff out of my mailbox, put some of it folders back into my box, completely remove, among other things, my tracking notes for the stuff, then leave a note in the communication log stating that "someone" should deal with the stuff. And if by some chance you do that? Please don't respond to my note saying how unhelpful it was, by leaving a note saying you didn't touch anything in my box, because the stuff you messed with was in the box above it. A) There's no fucking room for all of that stuff to BE in the box above mine; and 2)my stuff was in my box when I left work, then when I returned it was in my box in folders with your handwriting minus the tracking sheet which miraculously turned up in a stack of unrelated stuff in the supervisor's box the next day.
No love,
me
I suppose I should start with something along the lines of, "I feel sure there has been a mistake...." But I can't come up with a non snarky way to say, "Perhaps you didn't realize that my name on the box meant it was mine rather than an annex of the one above it."
"I feel sure there has been a mistake. [snip] Perhaps you didn't realize that my name on the box meant it was mine rather than an annex of the one above it."
Nothing snarky or rude about that just as is. Nothing sugar coated, either. But this person hasn't earned sugar coating. They're impeding your ability to do your job. They need to stop. And you need to document the exchange. Go get 'em.
I can't come up with a non snarky way to say, "Perhaps you didn't realize that my name on the box meant it was mine rather than an annex of the one above it."
That's not that snarky, to my mind.
That's not that snarky, to my mind.
It is for where I work, at least in the tone of voice I would have. Touchy-feely kinda place. Group home for developmentally disabled adults. Sometimes you gotta coddle the widdle baby feewings of the other staff more than you do the residents.
Beverly, it surprises me not at all that we have a lot of the same books Or, rather, you have all my tarot books and so many more!
And how much do I love that you own a copy of Her Minor Thing. Best screen kiss ever. Amen.
Best screen kiss ever.
::looks around for Cass. nods::
Uh huh.
Still Breathing is one of my favorites. I just put it on sometimes as a background to...my life. Love it so.
And you saucy minx, you're looking at my preliminary book shelves. What a Buffista thing to do! Those were just the first ones from my office. The rest are marooned in boxes, for a while, yet.
There's tarot to go with the tarot books. Um. I may have a problem. This is after culling and passing on almost half to the local metaphysical shop for resale.
I went to a tanning bed this evening. It goes against every fibre of my being but I recently developed a case of pityriasis rosea and I'm hoping the UVB rays will help clear up the rash.
On the plus side, I picked up sushi for dinner and it was DELISH!
Still Breathing
I thought that I recognized that cover. Love that one too. So charming. So romantic. That one and The Rookie are my favorite, early B. Fraser
Of COURSE I perused the bookshelves. Doesn't everyone?!
I also noticed the Fairie Oracle, which I just used during a corporate ritual last week. It was a huge hit.
The other cards I used for that gig were the Star+Gate which I bought in 1984. I canNOT believe that a new copy is selling for $299. It's a shame it is out of print. Despite, or perhaps because of, its simplicity, it is hugely effective.
Have you ever seen it, Beverly?
eta: Well there you are...the wooden box on the third shelf down? I have that. And the blue fabric on top of the box looks remarkably like gold silk lined fabric tarot bag I have as well.
Sistah!