||[Oct. 18th, 2007|08:00 pm]
Today is fired. Actually, the next six months are pre-emptively fired. Then it'll be warm again.|
(I went for yet another job I got turned down for immediately. Then I came home to discover someone left the freezer door open all day and my cat was being insane. I'm sick, I'm tired, I'm cold, my joints hurt, and I'm wondering again if I'm ever going to get a permanent job and trying to convince myself the newest agency aren't going to write me off just for one failed interview.)
On the other hand, I has a Nancy. If I put her in the bar, will anyone tag?
I pondered tagging Nancy, but given the time of day and which voice is in control of my head now, it's not the best moment.
That said, would you want to do a slowtime with the pup I have in mind when the stars are right?
Probably! Who is it?
Knox, who's my go-to guy for talking to "teenagers" since he's unleashed his inner uncle.
Can tag when I get home (unless Batya gets the computer first).
Go for it! I can't promise she'll be nice to him, but we'll have fun. ;)
Sure, send a Behrooz! The more the merrier. :D
...ah. Um, Sharpe is... somewhere on the way to London. I can still bring him in, but possibly not tonight? We'd have to go to slowtime anyway, at this hour. Tomorrow? I can tag your post then, or make my own or whatever.