'The Message'
[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.
Shir, I'm sorry it is so tough to tell when a professor does not want you to do your own thinking. And I'm sorry that there are professors out there who are like that - especially since if you call them on it, they will deny, deny, deny.
But yay, new baby in the family!
I just want to say that I love Drew so much that I am now going to spend the first Monday of summer vacation driving him across LA to the airport through rush hour (and back again) at 7 in the morning. Now that's love. Because wah.
In good traffic and in bad, through downpours and sun, for business and for pleasure, do you take this man's travel plans to be your own, from this day forth as long as you both shall drive?
Kristin is the best fiancé ever. Her willingness to drive gained me an extra half hour of sleep.
You are a lucky, lucky man, Drew.
Fucking hell - the plumber who's installing my new faucets is NOT costing $125 plus parts as I was told on the phone. The cost for installing 2 faucets is $175. EACH. Fuck fuck fuck FUCK.
Oh, I HATE that. I've started getting quotes in writing because of that shit.
The problem is that the girl who answers the phones at our plumber's office is an idiot. This isn't the first time we've had this problem.
He was also supposed to be here at 9am and showed up at 10:30, but at least they called in the morning to warn me about that. He'd just better be done by the time I have to leave for my doctor's appointment.
Drew, I hope travel is much smoother and less stressful today.
Being single in LA is just seriously shitty. Nobody that I'm interested in is ever single. I hate dating in this town. The only reason it's less shitty than dating was in Ann Arbor is because I had already been rejected by every single woman in Ann Arbor. At least out here there are women who haven't had a chance to reject me.
Sean, are you coming to the F2F? I forget. 'Cause if you are, we are SO doing tequila shots, and bitching about singledom, and playing one-upmanship about the dearth of potential partners. (And I will win this game, because I am a shy, geeky white chick of excessively Rubensian build, in my thirties and living in Thailand. It's like a Royal Flush of Crapitude, when it comes to getting chatted up.)