Ugh. I haven't yet figured out who messed up what, but somehow, my students went to the wrong room for the makeup exam. They went to the room that I was told to tell them to go to, so either the room got changed or the room-coordinating person told me the wrong room. I am so sick of dealing with this.
Hey! What a surprise! Hostile 17! Can I get you a drink, Hostile 17?
Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
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.
Hil R. - Oct 11, 2011 2:19:16 pm PDT #994 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
askye - Oct 11, 2011 3:40:03 pm PDT #995 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
I just heard from Michaels! I'm going in tomorrow to meet with the manager to "go through everything" and give them my 2 forms of ID for hiring paper work!
SuziQ - Oct 11, 2011 4:14:44 pm PDT #996 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Woot!!! askye!!! I think you will have fun there.
javachik - Oct 11, 2011 4:17:12 pm PDT #997 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
askye, congratulations! I hope you enjoy workin there and the commute is easy.
Anne W. - Oct 11, 2011 4:18:21 pm PDT #998 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
That's awesome, askye!
smonster - Oct 11, 2011 4:24:38 pm PDT #999 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Congrats, askye!
Dang, Hil, that's a whole lot of messed up.
What's Mr. Slum Lord up to today??
Oh, nothing new. Just we hatess him, precioussss... actually, I owe him rent. Was withholding until the water got fixed (not legal, I know, but common here).
My roommate is at her whatever's* tonight, and I'm celebrating by posting in my underwear. You're welcome.
* The summer between HS and college, a work colleague of mine called my boyfriend my "whatever" and I'm bringing it back into service for undefined relationship-type thingies such as I have with StW and she has with her dude. I get tired of saying "the guy I'm dating" to avoid the "boyfriend"** word.
** He might be fine with it, I just don't feel like asking after the last couple of conversations we've had.
Cass - Oct 11, 2011 6:08:40 pm PDT #1000 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Good news, askye!
I like "whatever" as a descriptor.
Burrell - Oct 11, 2011 6:15:46 pm PDT #1001 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I'm celebrating by posting in my underwear. You're welcome.
oh smonster, this made me snicker. Very Bloggess of you.
JenP - Oct 11, 2011 6:18:56 pm PDT #1002 of 30001
Congratulations, askye! I'm going to Michael's tomorrow, and I will think of you.
I like "whatever" as a descriptor.
As do I. Now I just need to go find one. Though, with this open terminology, could make it easier. So, apparently while nobody likes a vague disclaimer, some do like a vague descriptor.
Aims - Oct 11, 2011 6:22:15 pm PDT #1003 of 30001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
::pokes her head in::
Hi ya'll! I miss you guys. I wish I were around more to post and talk and kvetch and hug and support. I bring you this heart-warming anecdote about my Emeline.
A couple of weeks ago, I was about to give my first solo-lesson to my kids and I was very nervous. I ran the lesson past Emeline and told her about the butterflies in my tummy. She pondered a minute, thinking of my situation (and what really happened between Sonny Monroe and Chad Dylan Cooper after she sang her song at the cafe), and said, "Well mommy. When you get really nervous, just pretend that you're talking to me and that I love you and you won't be nervous anymore!" Dang kid triggered an allergy attack. She's such a love.
And now, I go back to my math homework. That I hate. Love you guys.