Ouhh! Snacks! The secret to any successful migration! Who's up for some tasty fried meat products!?

Anya ,'Touched'


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.


Connie Neil - Apr 28, 2015 3:21:15 pm PDT #18932 of 30002
brillig

Unless you're interviewing for Vogue or someone, I doubt they'll notice.


Zenkitty - Apr 28, 2015 3:21:54 pm PDT #18933 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Hil, seems like that should be okay. I'd wear it, anyway.


Dana - Apr 28, 2015 3:25:45 pm PDT #18934 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I would also totally wear that.


Hil R. - Apr 28, 2015 3:44:41 pm PDT #18935 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

OK, thanks.


meara - Apr 28, 2015 5:47:40 pm PDT #18936 of 30002

Is it an in-person interview, or Skype/video? They won't notice on video, but in person it might look weird?


Hil R. - Apr 28, 2015 5:55:49 pm PDT #18937 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

It's in-person. I already did a Skype interview, and they've having me come for a second interview and and demo lesson. I'm not sure I even could get pants that matched the jacket -- I got it at Ann Taylor about five years ago, and it doesn't look like they still sell pants in that fabric.


quester - Apr 28, 2015 5:58:36 pm PDT #18938 of 30002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

I always wanted to be an only child.

Ginger, I'm one of seven. This was my prayer every. damn. day.


Steph L. - Apr 29, 2015 8:15:17 am PDT #18939 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I am having a super hard time adulting today. I started the Lexapro exactly 2 weeks ago, and I know that's too soon to notice any improvement, but I was still hoping to see some. (And also, the headache from it can go away any fucking time now.)

I leave tomorrow for the quick trip to Chicago, and while I CANNOT WAIT to have dinner and see AoU with Buffistas, I really can't handle 2 trips in 7 days. Two flights, 2 strange beds, 2 situations full of people (not Buffistas) that overwhelm this introvert, 2 instances of being yanked out of my comfortable routine.

I wouldn't like this even if my brain were working at optimum performance, but it sucks in an epic way right now. (Plus, my former Mean Boss is also a freelancer for the AMA who will be at this meeting; it turns out we are on the same damn flight, which is really empty, so she's going to want to sit with me and talk, which ruins my plans to read my Harry Dresden book in an Ativan haze. Bah. But at least I can ditch her for the evening.)

And I have a bunch of work to still do today, and receipts to enter, and I need to run to the library to pick up the aforementioned Harry Dresden book. And pack (though not much, because it's a super quick trip and we were told we can wear jeans to the meeting Friday, which means I am flying in jeans and wearing them the next day, so all I have to pack is a shirt for Friday).

And I'm a jackass who is walking another 5K Saturday morning, even though my flight gets back in Friday night. Have I had a chance to work out -- or even take a walk -- since the last 5K? No I have not, unless bowling counts as a workout (IT TOTALLY DOES).

Super stressed, the house looks like a bomb went off in it, and stuff just KEEPS HAPPENING. Family things we have to go to. Pets that need to go to the vet. Friends who are all, "Hey, didn't you suggest in FEBRUARY that we should get together for dinner?" Yes. Yes, I did. Get back to me in June.


brenda m - Apr 29, 2015 8:19:20 am PDT #18940 of 30002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

it turns out we are on the same damn flight, which is really empty, so she's going to want to sit with me and talk, which ruins my plans to read my Harry Dresden book in an Ativan haze.

Oh ugh. That is totally not on. I hope you can somehow side-step this.


Steph L. - Apr 29, 2015 8:26:41 am PDT #18941 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Oh ugh. That is totally not on. I hope you can somehow side-step this.

Heh. She JUST emailed me to tell me the seating chart looks pretty empty, so we can probably sit together. Whee. (That said, flying stresses me out a LOT, so maybe she'll be a good distraction from my fear.) And the flight is only an hour, so I can deal. I hope to god we aren't on the same flight home. (Which, now that I think about it, I can't even take Ativan for, because the flight is only an hour, and then I have to drive home because I'm leaving my car at the airport. Nuts.)