I'll start from the ones that are most like "I'm creeped out because he was sober when he fell for me and made out with me" and move to the ones more like "ow ( Read more... )

... in which David is his own lubricant.

Julius Caesar was tonight. As was work, but work was pretty much just the regular, with one small addition; Lynn and I worked out the compulsory criteria for the next two employed peoples:

• his - attractive uni-aged female of Catholic nature who doesn't mind being the object of attention, possibly more...
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Just about everything I've said about work lately has been negative and hatey. Unfortunately, with Catherine not having left yet, I don't see things changing anytime soon. If it get's any worse, I'm going to have to ask tell Harry not to roster me on with his wife.

Her latest act of Catherineness was something she said to Amy during the week:

Amy ( Read more... )