Hil, maybe you should. At least it would be a break while you're inside.
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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.
Much ~ma, Hil and MM. May the very best of jobs for you will find you quickly.
Lots of job~ma, MM.
MM, you've been missed. Sorely.
Job~ma to both you and Hil. (And Hil, if you stay where you're at another year, I'd seriously consider finding another apartment. Your current one is not worth the aggravation.)
Hil, if you stay where you're at another year, I'd seriously consider finding another apartment. Your current one is not worth the aggravation.
Yes, this. It sounds like it's a problem for you and an energy drain you don't need.