Oh, Epic. I am so sad for you right now.
Fred ,'Smile Time'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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 so sorry, Epic. Night night Domino.
Epic, I am so sorry.
I'm sorry Epic
So sorry, Epic.
I'm so sorry, Epic.
(sigh) Epic. I'm sorry to hear it.
Good night, sweet Domino - a flight of angels wing thee to thy rest.
Hil, that sucks. I don't know what to say beyond that.
askye, I'm glad the temp gig went ok.
Epic, my deep condolences on your loss. I'm so sorry.
I didn't know she and K. knew each other.
I didn't either!
I leave in a week and a day. A week and a day!
I'm still hella jealous and bummed I can't go (especially after watching T's little video), but y'all are going to have so much fun! Drink some muscat and eat some stinky cheese for me.
So know that I love you all but I seem to be in 'Lurk' mode for Bitches.
Hiya, Laga. Jump back in whenever you feel like.
Hil, that's ridiculous.
Good news - one of my coworkers is adopting the kittens, so they should be gone tomorrow.
Thanks for the birthday wishes! One of my crew brought in chocolate mini-muffins and lit candles and they sang happy birthday, and I followed the NOLA tradition of getting dollar bills pinned to my shirt (well, we used a binder clip). One of the office volunteers didn't have a dollar bill, so he put a dollar's worth of coins in tape and clipped that on.
StW took me out to dinner (Dante's Kitchen - [link] and it was excellent. I had a Gentry Fizz cocktail and we split Pot Likka, Redfish on the Half-Shell, Chicken Under a Brick, and a piece of chocolate cream pie. He gave me a wee giftie - I wondered whether he would and was trying not to expect anything - and I haven't quite decided how I feel about it. It's a silver fleur-de-lis wine stopper, from a jewelry store in the Quarter. It's like he was going to buy me jewelry but freaked out? Or something? I guess his thought process was, "she likes wine, she likes New Orleans, she wears silver"? That's certainly all true.
I know I shouldn't try to read into it, and I know he's doing two jobs and is super stressed and busy. But I keep looking at it with my head slightly cocked. I mean, given our shared interests, why not a nice chisel? Or the s2 Justified DVDs, so we can watch them together?
Sucker is heavy, though. I could put a serious dent in someone's skull with it.