sweet hints of a kinky nature.
just so everyone knows what corner I am in.
and hi Trudy!
now off to beep me
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
sweet hints of a kinky nature.
just so everyone knows what corner I am in.
and hi Trudy!
now off to beep me
best of Ma~ to Jilli's friends
Is the rationale because journalism is supposed to be immediate and present tense, so having someone say something right now is more effective than quoting what someone wrote in the past, even the recent past?
That's a really great idea, Robin. Wow. The Scrappy is wise.
(I used to be an Actual Journalist, with the interviewing and the writing and the glayvin, and really, rule #1 is Just Ask. It can't hurt, and it may well help.)
Thanks, Teppy. I think I will. {{Teppy}} One of these days, I want to hug you for real.
Time for matar paneer.
Now I'm all wondering if I've read something of yours.
Not yet. (At least not the steamy stuff, which is really less steamy than some fanfic I've read.) But you can in March! And then in May!
t /shameless self-promotion
Dang.
I was just capping off my day with a stroll through 'ffistaville to wind down and get ready for sleepy. Then P-C mentions matar paneer...probably my favorite food ever. NOW my tumbly is grumbly and will vex me into sleeplessness.
Thanks man.
Sheesh. That's what I get for being so suggestible.
Aw, I'm sorry!
You can have the rest. I only ate half anyway. I'm not a big fan of peas.
Match made in Heaven.
Love me some peas. Had a big batch this afternoon.
And how sweet of you to save some...now maybe I can sleep.
'mooch
'night.
For a moment, I got all excited that this was something to do with me. Then I realized that I read too fast, and it was another Kitty altogether. Oh, well. Just about any kitty is a good kitty in my book.
My dogs are barking at something in the direction of our backyard...which leads off into the woods for a long ways. I am home alone. This is spooky.
Ok, no one is going to tell me not to be scared. Anyway, the dogs have stopped barking and are now sleeping so I guess the coast is clear.
Goodnight, board.