Faith ,'End of Days'
[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.
Mornina, all. Just a quick drive-by. I'm either getting a cold, or my body is freaking out because I'm quitting smoking...or both. It's fun.
Does anyone have the Orb? Becuase I've forgotten what it looks like and it's kinda depressing. Bleargh.
Mmmm. Hot tea with lemon. Ambrosia. Buttered toast -- also good.
All right -- back to the salt mine! See you later.
Does anyone have the Orb?
We've got it. Hopefully it's gonna melt some of the snow! Feel better, though, girl.
Anouncement: I get to have pancakes with Sean this morning.
Analysis: Yay.
Timelies!
My roommate is gone for two days, and I've got them both off from work. And I have coffee. Life is good.
Timelies. I have no coffee. Or pancakes. Or people with whom to have pancakes. I do, however, have Kashi GoLean blueberry waffles. And a strange need to construct sentences awkwardly in order to not end with a preposition. Neither of these quite compensate for the lack of other stuff.
I get to possibly have pancakes with a bunch of Somervillains today, so there. Or, we may just eat the homemade bread and ham that DX is bringing. At any rate, there will be Somervillains, and there will be eating. Life is good.
For now, though, I'm eating poptarts. And soon there will be coffee.
So shoulda come to Boston today.
You TOTALLY should have. You still can. People aren't coming till 2pm.
You should have, Lilty cuz then you could be sitting in the "people should be jealous of us because of our day" corner with VW and I.
Did I mention I get to see Victor and Thessaly later?
Aw, man. I would, but the train doesn't take plastic and I spent my only play money until payday on kickass clearance Buffy boots.
Pouts. It's sunny, too.