Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
[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 was gonna see if my roomie had food dye, but she's already gone to bed. Which means the Luna bar I ate early will have to do for dinner. Ooopsies. Time to shower and bed.
In more worrying news, my first paycheck was supposed to be deposited today and when I checked my balance after 5 pm it hadn't. Something else to check on tomorrow.
What is she supposed to be coaching you towards? An illustrious career at the Stop-n-Go?
When I checked out their website, this was a company that was more focused on the corporation, in a "let us help you in your layoff" kind of way. They don't offer direct placement, but have some BS about giving you the tools to get your own job, etc. etc.
Damn. Having a bit of a panic attack. First one I've had in ages (I know what triggered it, but that doesn't help). They're about as fun as I remember. I took a Xanax and it's helping a little, but not as much as I'd like.
Hopefully you are sleeping by now. If not, Pix, breathe! Slow. Deep.
Oh goody. I'm awake.
Me, too.
Yay 4 AM!
We can, in spirit, have a smoke and coffee together!
I have cleaned out my wallet, ordered my book for my music class AND a new copy of West Wing Season 2, and I am about to start making the shopping list to do my once a month cooking and create a chore chart for the family.
That is what I am doing! My bulb burned out in my office overnight, and of course I can't replace it until I've had a cup of coffee.
Your efficiency is intimidating. I have lit a cigarette and taken some Tylenol.
My efficiency is born from the place of "Oh fuck. I've been screwing off all summer and suddenly, everything needs to be done before Tuesday."
Except the chore chart. The chore chart is borne from a place of "If I don't list things out for everyone to do, everyday then my house is going to rapidly go the way of the shithole and I'll be the first person in history to get divorced because of a dishwasher."
With Joe working 12-14 hours and he and I barely seeing each other during the week, if things aren't organized, things get bad. Both mess-wise and relationship-wise.
I have a hair appt. at 9 (birthday gift from a friend) and I think I was so worried about not waking up in time for it that I kept waking up ALL NIGHT LONG.
But I haven't been out of the house in a week, and and I bound and determined to GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT today.
I will probably finish this coffee, put some laundry in, and get a new light bulb.
And then straighten up my desk so I can get some work done.