If we all do a little bit, we can do a lot.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
{{{askye}}} Feel better. And all the ~ma for C. I'm glad she has a supportive mother.
Yay, for mini-F2F and free in flight wifi!
Zen, yay for your niece!
We had a nice Thanksgiving. There weren't many people at Mom's this year, and we couldn't stay the whole weekend this year. But we helped out with most of the food and I learned how to make the things that I didn't know how to make like my grandfather's stuffing recipe. So, it was fun and not too stressful.
I currently have my cell on silent because my step family is planning a get together for next weekend using a group text message. If I didn't have it on silent it would be beeping with a new message every minute.
I'm feeling badly about myself because I just found out an opportunity I might be perfect for, but I don't think I can take because the deadline is tomorrow and because I wanted to get over my sad little compulsion to drag my little wizard special resume from machine to machine...it's never been good, but I used to have one. Now that I might have things to put on it, I don't have time to start again. Sigh.
Cereal: I've really Had It with apologizing for myself, and I'm not doing it again...I've got samples and that fricking Linked-In I've never known what to do with...I'm calling it good. Worst-case, another disability activist doesn't know what to do with me. Like that doesn't happen with the frequency of an Emanuel's curse--I think I'll live.
Does that mean you're applying for it? Good for you, erika.
I hope that means you're going for it, erika.
Yeah, I'm gonna try. Hoping for "saving the best for last" I guess. It's a blogging job--she'd want me to think on my feet, so to speak, right? ETA: I just get insecure as I don't have the dots like the Commander likes(I'll never not think of that when I see a bullet point anymore) and I'm no longer 25, although I was kind of a wreck when I was twenty-five so not like I really miss it, more than the idea of it.
Go for it, erika!
Opportunity~ma, erika!