coming home drunk, way too late at night, and checking my email while I have some water...

[derien]

Email number one...
Hi! I noticed the list is for bis in New England and was wondering how to start off so that I can get in touch with others?

Um...  posting a "Hello, I'm so and so!" might be good for a start.  Maybe I'd better not answer that one right now...  on to the next...

Spam.

On to the next...

Gay & Lesbian Advocates & Defenders ...  Attend the public hearing in Augusta ... important to have a big turnout... Next!

Dear CNET members... phishing scams

NEXT!

"GreaterGood.com ... Hop into spring

NEXT!!

"GM Card" ... Easy online balance transfers...

Enough of this.

Nothing from any real people? 

Hm.  Maybe it would help if I'd actually sent out any email to real people?  I try.  Occasionally.

(and then lots of rather disgusting spam: *delete* *delete* *delete*)

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So, I attended BuddyBoy's going away party, tonight - fun!  At some points freakin hysterical fun. :)  Ah well, probably depended on where you sat - I had fun, but then again for some reason two different people bought me three rum doubles, and my conversation with ElvenGirl somehow randomly diverted from power lifting to whether it is called "fur" vs. "fuzz" in, er, private areas.  (How did that happen?)

Oh, wait - you say BuddyBoy's been gone more than a month?  Don't let facts ever get in the way of a party for PWM/TSA PM shift.  Someone (ElvenGirl, I think) said he should call one of these periodically.  "Yeah, it's another going away party for BuddyBoy - woooohoooo!" 

A cute dykey girl who is the dormmate of our youngest co-worker was a random attendant.  Toward the end of the night I insisted on an introduction and then I tried to make conversation; she seemed happy enough to talk but she wasn't the most able conversationalist.  Me, I'm up front in my totally dorkey way: "This training I just got, they tried to give us an idea of how to make casual conversation.  They gave us some questions to ask, but I haven't had much opportunity to practice them."  (I'm such a dork.)

Fatima attended!  I haven't seen her in a while - she's such a sweetheart, we all miss the heck out of her.  She said that when I become the FSD of the 42 minute-train (my rabbit hole day story) she wants a position as one of my minions - something EVIL.  I told her she could be Mistress Fatima of Corrections:  She can take all the screeners who haven't followed Standard Operating Procedure and give them remedial training in the dungeon. ;>

And as to the star of the evening:  BuddyBoy was looking really good - all the lazing around being out of work must be agreeing with him. :)  He says he's just doing the dishes and taking care of the kids and hasn't gotten out of his sweatpants for the last month.  His hair is getting long and almost starting to get the 'pokey hair' thing (as camwyn says) like Keanu Reaves in "Constantine."  It was really nice to see him.  I can't believe That Girl Who Shall Not Be Named anyone could consider bringing a sexual harassment charge against him and cause him to leave his job.  Yes, it's true he's not that bright about what he says to who - I spoke to him about that a couple of times in the past so it's not like it's going to be any surprise to him to read this.  I don't think that's a hugely wrong thing.  It's more a combination him being relaxed, up front, a little naive, wanting attention - he wouldn't think that anyone would take it seriously, and no normal person would. 

For some reason he thinks it's sexy that I can drink three double rums and not crash, or something...  He doesn't know that I have to go home and type for an hour and have a biiiig glass of water in order to not have a hangover tomorrow.  I still might. 

Oh well, my water is all gone, I should probably get some sleep.