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.
Aw Steph, I'm sending you a swimming pool filled with ~ma, so you can float in it. Hopefully, it's nice and cool, so it will help battle the heat wave too. Splash around in it. I hear it's safe if you accidentally get a mouth full, so no worries there. Just please, no peeing in the pool.
Shir, that was quite a busy day. Mine was busy, but all in the same location. I hope the police were responsive, and will address the idiot properly. What other yummies did you eat, aside from the biscuit at the NOLA cafe?
ION- Yesterday was a LONG day. Left for work at 7am. Got home from work at 2am. Major push day to load in the summer theater show, with the "let's build a theater in the park" that we do on our campus. I'm exhausted. I took today off. Woke up with major headache (not sure if' migraine level, but close). And it appears my battle with the ants, that I thought was done, is not. Now they are coming up thru the drains. And the condo is CLEAN. It's just ant season, I guess. So, I need to go out, and buy some traps, which worked great last year. But I was hoping to spend all day in pajamas, resting. ::sigh:: Tomorrow we have a conference up in Oakland. So I get to fly out with my boss, and another coworker at 6:45am, spend the day in a conference, that the more they send emails about, the more we all agree, will be the biggest sack of bullshit, which makes waking up at 4:30 no fun. Thankfully, it's scheduled to end around 3:30. And then we fly out at 6:30pm. Blah.
One of the pieces of advice we got when we were wedding planning that I thought was good was that one the day we should hold hands, and keep holding hands so that we experienced it together. There are always people trying to pull you apart for "one picture" or "just a minute" but handfast we stayed, and we ended up with memories that really were our day.
This is beautiful, Sparky.
I'm totally passing it on to the couple I am marrying on the 2nd.
He's deploying shortly after the ceremony, so this is timely advice, indeed.
Coming up through the DRAINS?!? Do I even want to know how ants get in the drains?! Shouldn't that stuff be...waterproof? Draining to other waterproof pipes, where there are NO ANTS? Eek. (...I might be a little anti-bug)
I'm being fairly productive this morning, but must rant:
OMG COWORKER SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. Do not send me literally 10 emails trying to get me to rearrange my schedule. I realize that I would be a convenient person to have do this, as I have both the authority and the knowledge, BUT I do not intend to (a) rearrange my schedule or (b) fly home late Friday night and fly out again on Sunday morning. I'm sorry if that bothers you, but TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER. Also, we just re-arranged all the duties on our team, and YOU HAVE NO VISITS, SO WHY NOT DO THIS ONE INSTEAD OF ASKING ME TO!? Grr.
She's annoying anyway, but then they put her in a position of privilege (no travel) and semi-authority (reviewing our reports) and it drives me bugfuck.
And the toilet seat cracked. Ugg. So much for a day off.
Yesterday was Nelson Mandela's birthday - his 95th! Here are some stories about how it was celebrated.
Toddson, I saw a lot of coverage regarding his birthday on the news. CJ was shocked that he is that old.
Update on my cousin - her cardiologist released her to go home today, BUT it is "hospital policy" that she stays for 48 hours, so she can't go home until tomorrow. She is feeling well enough to be thouroghly annoyed.
her cardiologist released her to go home today, BUT it is "hospital policy" that she stays for 48 hours, so she can't go home until tomorrow
Well, it's the hospital's butt if something weird happens, so I don't blame them. At least at our hospital they have cable, and Hubby likes the food. And outside of the CCU I can smuggle in stuff for him.
Okay, we've had our last Graeter's party, got the forms to fill out to continue our health insurance, I won the disco ball in the what-do-you-want-from-the-kitchen raffle (the microwave, coffeemaker, toaster, electric kettle, and, yes, disco ball) were all either bought by pooled employee money or donated by employees who don't want them back, so people who wanted something put their name in the hat; I only wanted the disco ball, and I didn't even have to kill anyone to get it).
Not crying yet, which I attribute to the Ativan. I got a little choked up when Incompetent!Boss and Chatty left.
Desk is cleaned out, and now I'm just making sure I don't have the iTunes on this computer authorized and deleting any music files or other personal stuff like pictures or wedding planning notes. And deleting browser bookmarks and deleting the SHIT out of brower history and cookies.
And then I should be set to venture forth into unemployment and pick up the rental car so I can get the damn Echo's a/c fixed.
I'd rather not cry when I leave, because I have to drive 25 minutes home, and then to the rental car place before it closes. If I can just store it all up so I can lose it once I get back home for good, that would be swell.
Teppy, I'm sorry this is such a hard day for you, but yay disco ball!
Smonster tons of calm~ma for you. Anxiety attacks are evil.
I just opened the door to check the mail, and not leaving the house today was definitely the right decision.
Oh Tep, I wish you whatever you need to get through the rest of the day.