Young teacher, the subject of schoolgirl fantasy
So, entertain me, interwebs. I have a little over half an hour left on my Friday, and I've exhausted all other avenues of time-killing. Here's some things to discuss...
Who all is going to the Noc Noc tomorrow night? Shawn and I have both decided to come out of hibernation for the evening, and see who all will be there. Any particular time? And yay 80's music. And tots.
And does anyone know when Warm 106.9 (DON'T JUDGE ME!) will be starting up their Continuous Christmas Favorites? Regardless of religion, I love that damn music and yes, I like it before Thanksgiving. Blame it on years of piano practice, where I had to start Christmas songs practically before the Halloween recital. Christmas always came early in the Bates household!
I've had a request to host a Creative Memories party. I know we all love ourselves a good dildo party, but how do people feel about die-cuts and stickers and albums? Oh my! If I hosted, who would be interested (I did this once a few years ago... it was awesome, BTW).
Other Ashley-bits.
I've revamped my LJ for the holidays. What joy is mine!
I need to clean out my Gmail inbox (1000+ emails, AFTER filtering, is too damn much, ya'll).
I have good plans for SAI sister-building schtuff.
I am rereading Kushiel's Mercy (my favorite of the Imriel trilogy), and while coworkers are flipping out about seeing New Moon at midnight last night (seriously... after the movie was over they came back to the office to sleep in the library), I realized, again, just how much better written the Kusheline books are in comparison, and yet so underrated!
I... am falling asleep at my desk. But I've killed like 15 minutes, so there's progress!
Today's subject line brought to you by Glee, which has done an excellent job of getting the Police stuck in my head now.
My tushy hurts in a way I haven't experienced for a loooong time. But in a good, danced my butt off, type of way.
Who all is going to the Noc Noc tomorrow night? Shawn and I have both decided to come out of hibernation for the evening, and see who all will be there. Any particular time? And yay 80's music. And tots.
And does anyone know when Warm 106.9 (DON'T JUDGE ME!) will be starting up their Continuous Christmas Favorites? Regardless of religion, I love that damn music and yes, I like it before Thanksgiving. Blame it on years of piano practice, where I had to start Christmas songs practically before the Halloween recital. Christmas always came early in the Bates household!
I've had a request to host a Creative Memories party. I know we all love ourselves a good dildo party, but how do people feel about die-cuts and stickers and albums? Oh my! If I hosted, who would be interested (I did this once a few years ago... it was awesome, BTW).
Other Ashley-bits.
I've revamped my LJ for the holidays. What joy is mine!
I need to clean out my Gmail inbox (1000+ emails, AFTER filtering, is too damn much, ya'll).
I have good plans for SAI sister-building schtuff.
I am rereading Kushiel's Mercy (my favorite of the Imriel trilogy), and while coworkers are flipping out about seeing New Moon at midnight last night (seriously... after the movie was over they came back to the office to sleep in the library), I realized, again, just how much better written the Kusheline books are in comparison, and yet so underrated!
I... am falling asleep at my desk. But I've killed like 15 minutes, so there's progress!
Today's subject line brought to you by Glee, which has done an excellent job of getting the Police stuck in my head now.
My tushy hurts in a way I haven't experienced for a loooong time. But in a good, danced my butt off, type of way.