relatively boring lately, she hasn't even made an escape attempt. Currently she's curled up on a throw pillow on the couch looking very stately.
We should all be so wise.
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relatively boring lately, she hasn't even made an escape attempt. Currently she's curled up on a throw pillow on the couch looking very stately.
We should all be so wise.
I'm gonna need a bigger throw pillow.
Sympathies, Kat. It's just never easy, and seldom fair.
And I sympathize with your frustration, Askye.
I feel so bad for those of you dealing with snow and ice and cold. We're 40s-50s here, pretty unvaryingly. I feel like winter is never coming, Ned Stark be damned. Someone on Tumblr said (so it *must* be true) that 2014 was the warmest year on record, worldwide. That's no help to those of you mired in piles of wintry mix, but the global climate just ain't what it used to be, pretty much anywhere.
I cannot deal with this weather anymore. Even with electric blankets and a space heater, I'm still freezing, and I just need it to stop.
I'm nearly at the point where I want to just stay in a hotel for a few days, so that I can get at least a little while of sleeping in warm air, but then I'd still have to go outside to get to work.
Hil, maybe you should. At least it would be a break while you're inside.
I think that packing my stuff and getting food and everything would be too much of a hassle.
Another thing that's disappointing me about not getting this job is that it was relatively close to a new medical center focused on EDS. Having regular access to doctors who had some clue what they were doing would have been nice.
Oh, Hil, that really is a bummer. Warmth~ and job~ma.
So, this morning I get up, shower, clothe myself, etc. and prepare to walk out the door, get into my cab and earn me some money.
But there is no cab.
The night driver didn't bring the fucking thing back until 9:00 a.m.
During that time, after I had called my dispatcher and informed him that I would not be at work today as I LACKED THE REQUIRED FUCKING EQUIPMENT, I applied for a few different jobs.
I go in to fill out the paperwork on one of them tomorrow.
With luck I can tell the jackhole fuckwit unprofessional shiteating cockless asslicker for whom I "work" to eat a few dozen bags of dicks and what he can't eat, he is more than welcome to jam straight up his asshole.
So...uh, ~ma? I guess? Please?
I've always admired your eloquence, MM.