Oh my goodness Hil. I hope you are home and taking care of yourself today.
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.
Hil, that's horrible. I hope you can rest today.
Good grief, Hil, that's awful. I hope you can get some good rest today and not worry. And not cough.
Oh Hil, much ~ma to get past this quickly.
You know what the Best Thing is? When you reply privately to one person from a email sent to a bunch of people, and that person Replies All so everyone can see the thing you intended to be private. Now an even bigger kerfuffle will ensue than the one I was trying to avoid in the first place! All I can do now is pray my boss doesn't get involved.
IDIOT.
Mass emails are dangerous for everyone.
Yes, but they had to do that manually to have it go to everyone again. That's not a mass email accident. Ugh.
Oy. Crisis averted, I think, as long as no one decides my boss needs to be informed. (Hint: she really doesn't, but if she is, she'll decide she must Do Something, which usually results in me drinking a lot.)
Ugh, Zen.
A woman showed up 2 hours late today for her cardiac ultrasound and I ended up having to throw a minor tantrum not to have to wait to see the doctor after her. But I scheduled my appointments so that I would have an hour gap to stay on my GD eating schedule, and luckily the technician was on my side. She doesn't like to encourage people to e that late by rewarding them by actually seei them that day.
sj, every time you write GD, I read it as something else... more expressive. Which fits in context, so it takes me a minute to remember what you're actually saying!