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Is this an actual story?? if so , where can I read it, please????

how? just…how??????

Somebody with a ‘weeping erection’ probably needs...

IMPO, and this is me talking, I don’t think it’s a ‘skill’ that should be required of anyone. I hope they at least made...

Demelza grinned as she sponged water down her husband’s chest. “You look very content, Ross.”

Thanks for asking and for letting me pick! That was fun! :-)

1. How many jobs have you had, and which was your favorite? 

Seven since graduating from college, but I had four before that. My favorite is the one I’m doing now: master change facilitator and program manager. I’ve been with my company 15 years.3. We’re/are you on AOL? Compuserve? LJ? Dreamwidth? A Listserv? Other? 

I was on AOL at first. I still have a livejournal account but I have it locked down for friends only. Haven’t written in it for eons.

4. If you went to college, does your major match your career/current job?

Well, I got my degree in psychology, and one could argue it could match any job one is in! :-) However, it is definitely something I utilize when I’m facilitating groups or meetings. I’m very good at “reading a room”, getting a sense of who is anxious, who is overbearing, who is controlling, etc… through body language and facial expressions. I can utilize psychological theories and techniques to help modify behavior and mitigate some of the stressors that might be impacting the group during their decision making. It is something I also use when writing…a LOT.

5. Have you had a mammogram? Colonoscopy?

Jesus God, yes. Both. The first is a literal pain because I am…er… rather blessed in the chesticle department so they have to do several scans of each to see everything. Joy. The latter? The event itself was a piece of cake (barely remember any of it). The prep? Sweet God above. Simply horrific.16. How did you spend New Year’s Eve 1999/2000?

Alone. My husband worked on old midrange computer systems that were susceptible to the whole Y2K bug crap, so he was at work on standby in case the shit hit the fan.