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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.


Laga - Nov 08, 2010 1:41:24 pm PST #7873 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Ahh, OK. That's not so bad.


meara - Nov 08, 2010 1:58:52 pm PST #7874 of 30000

Hil, could she get tutoring?


§ ita § - Nov 08, 2010 2:07:19 pm PST #7875 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I barely use FB anyway, so everyone gets ignored. But there is one person I'd really like to flip a finger at, and I can't believe she ever dared send me a friend request.


Hil R. - Nov 08, 2010 3:01:36 pm PST #7876 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Ugh. Somehow, went from having a cold and feeling a little sick to being really nauseous and feeling like hell in the space of a few hours. Do not want.


beekaytee - Nov 08, 2010 3:35:42 pm PST #7877 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

I ignore much of what comes to me on Facebook and spend too little time there to keep up. Every now and then, though, I get something great from it. High school connections? Not so much.

Speaking of friends...not only am I leaving the bff behind, based on recent incidents, but another good friend seems to have gone straight off the rails and I was not nearly as polite as I should have been in response.

She went on a rant about how Barack Obama (complete with slapping her hand on the table with each syllable) is taking her hard earned money against her will.

It turns out that, completely unknown to me or any of our friends, she is a Teabagger and Anne Coulter fan.

Honest to goodness, that would not be a problem for me. My friends are nothing, if not diverse. But it is as if this friend doesn't even see me anymore.

The crux of it? Anti-business sentiment coming out of Washington. I've never been anything but totally proud of and supportive of her business.

I tried to talk to her about not letting her political views destroy her everyday happiness and using her anger to make the change she wants. She could totally run for office...I'd even help. But no. Now I'm one of 'them.'

Sigh. The Universe certainly seems to be cleaning my house.


Vortex - Nov 08, 2010 3:41:15 pm PST #7878 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

mmmm. After some ill advised choices on Friday night, I couldn't face cooking on Saturday, so my great dinner got postponed. So, I just finished turkey meatloaf with mashed potatoes and sautee'd spinach. Tasty and healthy!


Cass - Nov 08, 2010 4:11:59 pm PST #7879 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

1. I want Vortex to advocate for me.

2. I want Vortex to cook for me.

Facebook changed the friend requests at some point, so "Ignore" has been replaced by "Not Now." What that does is hide that friend request so it doesn't keep showing up.

That's keen. I can do that now for my sister's Family Request.


Scrappy - Nov 08, 2010 4:15:50 pm PST #7880 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I applied for a management job in the sales department of my company today. There is the possibility to make a LOT more money--but even if I GET the job, which is a remote possibility, what if I make a bad salesperson and lose my job, when I am already a good HR Manager and HAVE a job? I did think of Vortex today when I was psyching myself up to send the letter and it helped.


lisah - Nov 08, 2010 4:21:22 pm PST #7881 of 30000
Punishingly Intricate

Good luck, Scrappy!


Ginger - Nov 08, 2010 4:33:06 pm PST #7882 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

A person I was hoping was gone from my life has sent me two messages on Facebook. The good news is she wanted to touch base with me before she leaves the country; the bad news is that she has a contract counseling American soldiers, which could be disastrous for the national defense.

I found my glasses! I think this is a sign I need to get a cheap backup pair.

I'm sorry I've just been able to bitch and run this last week. I don't know how to explain my family, except to say that we appear to inhabit different planets. On my planet, people can figure out how to use a strange phone and know how to dial their own cell phones. On my planet, people don't assume that everything everyone else does or says is an insult of some type.