One person called back. yay
'Heart Of Gold'
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.
I think I just traumatized a phlebotomist intern.
Connie, I'm glad your DH has found people to talk to.
What did you do to the poor blood sucker?
I didn't do anything. My veins however were a bitch to her. Her supervisor's supervisor was eventually called over to get the job done. I did nicely warn her that she probably didn't want to learn on me.
I wish more places had that nifty vein tracking laser thingie.
Connie, I'd never even heard of that until you mentioned it the other day. I'd be willing to buy one and take it with me.
I just had another phone interview. It went OK, I guess. Not really sure. I couldn't think of any questions to ask when he asked if I had questions -- he'd already answered everything I'd planned to ask.
Mom's fine, but she got into a car accident today. She's pretty upset about it. Her car is fairly new.
Cars schmars. I'm glad you mom is fine. Rattled, I'm sure.
I only mention the newness because it is one of the reasons she's so upset. That, and she is at fault. She slid and rear ended another car. The person in the other car wasn't hurt either.