Ah, the hard-boiled life of the biochemist for hire.
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[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.
Suddenly, a shot rang out. An albino emperor penguin staggerd through the door and collapsed onto the ground. As I cradled the dying bird in my arms, it dropped a piece of paper onto the floor. The note read, "The bottlecaps are fake...."
edit 'cuz I forgot it was in first person.
"...Beware the midget. Seek out the fat man."
He looked around, straining to hear any noise that would betray someone watching. It was quiet.
"Too quiet," came his inner voice. He rolled his eyes and said out loud, "God. Now I'm thinking in full cliché mode."
"The owls are not what they seem and the rooster crows at midnight."
"Indeed, and these cats aren't going to stack themselves."
Gronk. Too out of it to participate. Need more coffee.
Get vw an espresso IV, stat!
Adding to vw's gronk chorus. I was up at 5:45 this morning. Left for work at 6:30. Got here about 10 minutes ago. A 2 hour commute is way to long. But, I got to spend the night with the BF. I went to his place after work last night to surprise him.
I'd say gronk, but I'm feeling too cheerful. Last night we went out to dinner and left Nick home with the babies. Dinner was wonderful, good food, good company and no babies. Then, we stopped at the store, couldn't get the car to start after, left it there and walked home, made s'mores with the babies and put them to bed. Greg walked back to the car this morning and it's running perfectly, so he made it in to work early. I think there was damp in the starter. Unfortunately, I was too wound up to sleep last night so I've had two nights of only 4 hours of sleep. It was a great anniversary, though.
I just COMMed that whole, darned noir-go-round. Blame Frank. And Teppy. And tommyrot, for that matter. Okay, and connie, because it was her idea. Might as well blame Hec and P-C too, I guess.
vw, how goes the school work?
Deena, that sounds like a nice night. Yay, you two!!!