Giles ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[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.
Juliana, your forecast looks almost exactly like ours.
I need to go somewhere warm this month, even if only for a day or two. Maybe I'll go to Florida for a weekend and visit my former mentor.
t plugs fingers in ears and says "lalalaIcan'thearyou" when someone brings up available funds to carry out this plan
t bewildered by the confusing weather talk
So, packing Spring clothes for New York this weekend, not a good idea?
Oh, -t. It is not spring here. We think hopefully about spring in May.
So, packing Spring clothes for New York this weekend, not a good idea?
Not unless your idea of spring includes 5 inches of snow.
Right. Large suitcase filled with flufffy things.
Layers. Layers.
ETA: Tell me to stop screwing around and go home. I don't have to be here anymore, damn it.
Damn. That radio station is getting a lot of press today. I can see why they don't want the jurors tuning in:
NEW YORK (AP) -- Another day, another feud for 50 Cent. This time, he's beefing with his own protege, the best-selling rapper The Game. Actually, make that former protege.
In an interview on hip-hop radio station Hot 97 Monday night, 50 announced that he was kicking The Game out of his G-Unit clique because of disloyalty -- for refusing to take 50's side in his latest battles with high-profile rappers. Then a shooting occurred outside the radio station, wounding one man, police said.
Investigators, still trying to sort out the chaotic scene, suspected the comments were heard on the radio by associates of The Game, including the shooting victim. The associates allegedly went to the radio station, where they were met outside by members of 50 Cent's entourage and the violence erupted, police said.
I had a lovely dream last night that Tom and I scored a free trip to St. Thomas. For one night only though, but we were glad to get it.
The winter has certainly been grinding on me, but right now, I am just looking to the future to when it is not winter. Otherwise, I won't get out of bed in the morning. Seriously.
February means the first start of spring and pretty flowers with no pollen, until there's one more freeze in March to kill things off.
I had a lovely dream last night that Tom and I scored a free trip to St. Thomas. For one night only though, but we were glad to get it.
Heh. I dreamt last night I was doing an ab work out with Jude Law. I think I'd rather go to St. Thomas, though.