'Conviction (1)'
[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.
I read this as "forced bondage
It would have been more fun than the forced beddage, that's for sure. I woke up at least 3 times last night and I'm not sure I even slept between a couple times of the "up for water", "up to turn down the heat", "up to pee". It all goes back to the up for water, but still. Little sleep and my back still hurts even though I flipped my mattress because it was getting a valley. Maybe a nap later will help.
I didn't sleep so well either. I usually get up 2-3 times a night. Not because I have to pee, but once I'm awake, I generally go just because, why not. The few nights I sleep straight through are nights I worship.
The few nights I sleep straight through are nights I worship
Definitely, especially if I can even get to sleep before midnight.
I just made a Press post that may or may not have been appropriate, but it hit me pretty hard. Kelly and Polly Freas were good friends at one time, although after Polly died, Kelly kind of drifted away from his old friends, plus he was more a friend of my exhusband. Still, I should have kept up with him better. RIP.
A bad night for sleep everywhere. Mine was acid reflux, which I almost never get. And you can't take neurontin anywhere near antiacids. Feh.
Good morning. It can stop pouring now. We're off to see the Raiders today.
{{Ginger}} I'm sorry about your friend. I liked his work. And...Alfred E. Neuman, hee! I never knew that.
We're off to see the Raiders today.
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They took the whole Cherokee nation,
Put us on this reservation,
Took away our way of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife
t /earworm
My mind? Gets earwormed with the strangest keys.
Ginger, damn. That was some beautiful work he did.
Oh, Ginger, I'm so sorry.
Kelly's death just brought back a lot of memories. My ex and I would spend a week or so each year with Polly and Kelly. We went to their daughter's wedding and Polly's funeral. It's hard to think about all the people who were once such an important part of my life and who now are gone, because of divorce or changes in our lives or just inattention on my part. I feel like a bad friend and it makes me sad.