'Get It Done'
[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.
Whups. I didn't know her husband had a stroke. Now I feel like an asshole.
Of course you didn't know, how could you? I mean, if he'd DIED, then maybe I'd have been kind of snitty about it, but then again I'd also have mentioned it! I'm just saying that's perhaps why she didn't get in touch with you.
Is snitty a word?
No worries at all, and I'm glad you mentioned it. I take no position on your possible assholitude, but this is certainly no reason for it.
I take no position on your possible assholitude, but this is certainly no reason for it.
My assholitude is firmly established in precedent and history.
I will, however, accept your statement that this matter has nothing whatsoever to do with the aforementioned assholitude and, unless future events present a need for reevaluation, will have nothing to do with my assholitude.
she's fighting with me about having to take a nap, after sleeping for about 30 minutes. does this mean she's headed towards better?
Maybe also the nice Publisher's Clearinghouse people will show up at my door with a giant check.
I hear the phrase "the day compares" as a kind of existential sigh.
I'm off to sell some CDs because we have no moneys. I was able to scrape Emmett's lunch money today together out of belly lint and match sticks and bus tokens. Tomorrow: there will be blood (donations). Or not.
t bangs head on desk repeatedly
Honey...don't do that.
Bang your boss' head on the desk.
t puts pillow on Aims's desk
We just had a, well, more than a kerfuffle in the office. Some people have company credit cards, intended to be used for company expenses only (travel, meals, etc.). Well, one person got confused and used it for a personal expense; she apologized and promptly made out a check for the amount charged and gave it to the financial person. The financial person who's resigned and is currently coming in to the office a couple of days a week as a consultant to help the new financial person find her feet. Well, the "old" financial person decided that the person with the card needed to be made an example of and went to her boss, who's the #2 person in the office hierarchy. Made a fuss about it. Which wouldn't have been so bad, except that (a) almost everyone who has a company card has on occasion used it for personal expenses and (b) at least one person has several hundred dollars in personal expenses on a card and hasn't made any attempt to pay it back for something like six months.
There was yelling and slamming of doors. (I'm very grateful to have been merely an observer.)
Argh. Why with the melodrama? Why must there be melodrama?
I know, I know. It's high school. But there so hasn't been any up till now!
For entertainment, my favorite Swedish Chef scene ever.