Clean two, the rest are food. Probably brownies.
I am aware that the first sentence makes no sense.
'Beneath You'
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Clean two, the rest are food. Probably brownies.
I am aware that the first sentence makes no sense.
If nothing that we do matters, all that matters is what we eat.
I suppose brownie points will have to do.
Yesterday, when I came out of the shower, Scott was lying on our bed. Now, the bed is right in front of the door, but somehow, I managed to miss him as I approached the doorway, and when I stepped in the room, he scared the hell out of me (by just lying there). I was already looking for weapons, and figured I could just throw the towels and jammies at him, while I found one. I told him it was lucky I didn't have anything hard in my hands.
The other morning I was leaving for work and Mr. H was still asleep. He had on earplugs because they're building one of those McMansion monstrosities next door. He said when I went to kiss him goodbye, the weirdness of not hearing anything combined with being woken from a deep sleep made him think for just a moment, "Who is this woman trying to kiss me?" and it freaked him out a little.
Well, my apartment needs to be cleaned today. By someone. So if I don't do it, someone else has to. Or else my cat.
But it wouldn't have to be me. You could give someone else half the brownies and get them to do it.
Or, you know, what Cindy said.
I'm sleepy.
I'm sleepy.
The nap faerie is confused - is this a cry to action?
I think just maybe so. Just. want. to. finish. the. work's...
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Hiya!
So. The ocean. Sure is blue.
KRISTIN!
How's that works cited coming, VW?