Doctor was obviously not listening when I told her I needed a perscription for 4mg not 1mg. Can I have a do over for today?
To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice, with pie.
Anya ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
sj - Feb 01, 2012 12:31:39 pm PST #6660 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
omnis_audis - Feb 01, 2012 12:59:17 pm PST #6661 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
SJ, just say "If you think you can charge me extra for something God has already taxed me on, you are sadly mistaken. Now, if you want to give me a discount as an apology, I will happily accept it. Or I may just need to do business with someone else"
(steps back into the grey)
Toddson - Feb 01, 2012 1:31:42 pm PST #6662 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
o_a! hi!
sj - Feb 01, 2012 2:01:49 pm PST #6663 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
t hugs omnis
Luckily for her only my real estate agent is dealing with her. It's not really worth my time or energy at this point to try to take any action against.
Hil R. - Feb 01, 2012 2:05:17 pm PST #6664 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I was supposed to go to a Young Professionals Happy Hour tonight, but I think I used up all my social energy, and just couldn't handle a crowd.
smonster - Feb 01, 2012 2:19:13 pm PST #6665 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Damn, sj, that is some SHIT. Not overreacting at all. That would be worth a tweet to corporate, if it's a large enough agency to have a Twitter account. Only if you felt like it, of course.
Hi omnis!!!
I would go see The Red Pen of Death on opening night, dressed in costume.
Zenkitty - Feb 01, 2012 2:35:04 pm PST #6666 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I do cosplay reenactments of The Red Pen of Death every day, AIFG.
I was supposed to go to a Young Professionals Happy Hour tonight
I read that as Happy Young Professionals Hour and thought, "holy crap, I'd never make it through one of those things..."
sj, what a dick. I hope the house doesn't sell and he's forced to take a even lower bid from you.
Hi, omnis!
sj - Feb 01, 2012 2:44:10 pm PST #6667 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Damn, sj, that is some SHIT. Not overreacting at all. That would be worth a tweet to corporate, if it's a large enough agency to have a Twitter account. Only if you felt like it, of course
Maybe, after we're finished house hunting and if I ever join twitter, but right now nsm. I'm just too tired to deal.
sj, what a dick. I hope the house doesn't sell and he's forced to take a even lower bid from you.
She but yes, I am hoping that too.
Ginger - Feb 01, 2012 3:06:42 pm PST #6668 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I hope he has to crawl on his knees and beg for another bid from you.
smonster - Feb 01, 2012 3:46:23 pm PST #6669 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Another exhausting day at work. The director (no longer just interim!) met with my crew and me, and then my supervisor and I talked with him separately. They didn't bring up everything we talked about yesterday (partially for fear of reprisals, I learned) but I shared them all with him afterwards. I told him that I may talk to her one-on-one; he didn't disagree but noted that it would not likely produce the results I hoped. Frankly, I feel the same about any talk he may have with her, but I didn't share that.
It went well, and afterwards my supervisor complimented my eloquence, but goddamn I am exhausted. Juggling working and supervising and llama drama and coming up with a rain plan on the spot (which didn't work out) and my crew was all cranky... I'm just wiped. I went to bed at 8:30 last night and it's looking like the same tonight.
It also doesn't help knowing that our program is on a razor's edge and may cease to exist when this crew is done, and not much about that is in my control. Like, less than 1% of that is in my control.
I keep telling myself that all this is making me stronger and more resiliant, and reminding myself that just a few years past I would have gone totally fetal long ago from the stress. It doesn't help much in the moment, though.
I fed the animals and myself, scooped the cat pans, took out the trash, wrote a rent check, did some dishes, and wrote a very contrite email to my volunteer committee chair for being MIA for about a month. I think that's all the adult I have in me for tonight. I'm gonna finish eating my tater tots, take a shower, and crash.