God, Brenda.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Well, now she's not discussing it with me anymore, because I'm getting too angry.
Clearly facts make you angry, Hil.
My favorite comment she made (after calling you "honey") was "Well, I don't have written information, but I KNOW it happened."
So much facepalm.
She believes in the power of truthiness.
I nearly jumped down her throat just now... but I've matured.
(JFTR, I can regress if you'd like me to, however. ;)
If you want to get involved, go ahead. If you don't want to, though, then don't.
Hil, I think you're being remarkably nice considering.
Apparently 10 at the latest means something different than I thought it did. t tired and I still have a 30 minute drive home.
I kind of want to unfriend her, but it feels rude.
The luncheon for the award thingy was today. I got a plaque and a magnet and a picture frame that I can put the photo of me receiving the award from our CEO. Ooh, and a polished rock that says "Margin Balance & Abundance".