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.
Bonny, holy hell! I swear, do you need one of my crutches to whack someone with? A la clue stick??
Woot! Today has not been boring.
And kudos to you for keeping it together. Not sure how I'd react to a knife being pulled on me. Yeah. Boring. It isn't!
Steph, given how many writers we have here, could we help with the vows, and you edit them to what you want? Dunno. Might be too personal of a thing to outsource. The little engineer in me likes to fix things. But, sometimes, things are best fixed on their own. (ok, single guy will step back into the corner and leave wedding things alone, as I have no basis to help).
IOmeN, It's HOT here!! Well, hot for Southern California. And the humidity is up there, well, for SoCal. Not happy with the green office building right now. Although,the ceiling fan is helping. The summer is winding down, here on campus. Next week is my vacation week. And I'm having that little procedure taken care of. And what does the Deans Office do? They rent out our big theater to a dance company that wants to produce a musical. One day of technical rehearsals, one day of performances. And who is on vacation? Me AND the lighting guy. Um. Who thought this was a good idea?? All the students are on one last blast before school starts up again. And all the other sound folks are busy at their day jobs, or helping ND with Universal Studios (love you ND! Mwah!). Part of me is stressing. And part of me is saying "not my f*%king problem". Something tells me I'll be making calls and emails while on vacation next week. Ugg.
That sounds annoying, omnis.
Steph, do you not have heavy-duty migraine meds, or are they just not working? (I've got stuff I can take, though I should probably take it more often, I tend to hope the OTC stuff will work, first. Only a couple of times have I had to take two of the hard stuff because the first didn't work)
Things I am enjoying: Trader Joe's has new "cold brew coffee concentrate", so I can stick it in the fridge, dilute with water or milk, and YUM. I was worried it would suck (I'm not a fan of their beans), but it's perfectly good. YAY.
Steph, do you not have heavy-duty migraine meds, or are they just not working?
I don't take Imitrex (or any triptan) because of the drug's potential for cardiac side effects, given my Dad's family history of heart disease. I take fioricet, which is kind of crap but does tend to work if I catch the headache in time.
Omni, can you buy a burner phone for your vacation, give the number to your friends and turn off your regular phone during the vacation?. And put your email on vacation auto response during the vacation? And still have a job when you get back, I mean.
Well, vacation is a staycation. And the emails/phone calls will be trying to schedule this stupid event. If I don't help out, it could mean my gear is not used properly, which is more headaches for me in the long run.
Can we send B's GF's mom after the manager at the dog walking outfit bonny works with? Oooh.
I am trying to think of an appropriate smite for the dog walkers who messed up so badly then did not fess up right away. Something that would teach them that being an honest screw-up is wayyyyyyy better for your reputation than it is to be the kind of screw-up who tries to cover shit up (says someone who got an award for being awesome right after having confessed to a screw-up). Actually, I suppose
the thing for them is to be stuck on the business end of a really long avuncular or materteral* discourse on the wisdom of 'fessing up and caring for one's reputation for honesty such that they heed the advice if for no better reason than to avoid another such talking-to.
Best wishes and vibes for your SiL and the new baby, Laura.
I hope the alternating hot and cold interrupts the nerve nastiness, Teppy.
I am rolling my eyes forever at the people in the Dean's office, omnis.
- Hey, I learned that there is an aunty version of the word "avuncular". I gotta show it off somewhere.
Bonny, holy hell! I swear, do you need one of my crutches to whack someone with? A la clue stick??
Honestly, the thing I am proudest of is being totally strung out on zero sleep and way too much emergency caffeine and NOT actually striking anyone...and keeping my voice modulated...and still giving good advice...and then telling them that I am offline and to not contact me unless someone with my blood type is bleeding. That last thing is a cheat because I'm AB- and, frankly, don't know anyone else with that type.
This next bit is legalish, so it will disappear shortly.
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I've waited until 8is, so I can still claim to be an adult going to bed at a reasonable hour.
Sweet dreams everybody.
Excellent plan, bonny. Sleep well.
That is entirely crazy, bonny. What an utterly wretched few weeks you have had...but it sounds like you are dealing with it all admirably!
But it makes me feel like a deadbeat.
Um. You have lost a job and your wedding is a few weeks away --two of the most stressful life experiences a person can have.
If a Buffista had a severence package, THREE job nibbles and a wedding coming up, and THEY had a three day migraine and a recurring cyst, would you think "Deadbeat" if they focused on getting through the wedding before they pursued more job leads? And -- do you still have health insurance? If so, get some pain drugs! No wonder the cyst came back! You are a ball of stress, and your bod is in revolution!
