Aimee, wanna go to Starbucks at 3:00?
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.
It's snowing and below freezing back in my hometown in Pennsylvania. Here in Utah, low 60s and sunny.
The droughstricken need water, dammit! This is what happened last year: March, supposedly the wettest month of the year, turns dry after an above-average wet winter, thereby making the snow pack melt too early without being augmented.
Bah.
Guess what? No fracture. Just a strain. Woo hoo!
Two weeks without heels, I can handle. DCistas will see me even shorter than usual.
ETA: It's snow-icing here. My mailbox was frozen shut when I got home.
It's sleeting out here.
ION, I thought I loved my job but it turns out I was mistaken.
Aimee, don't worry, you've probably got many years. It wasn't until I was in Jr. Hi that I realized that I don't like Cosette.
1 more hour.
How the hell short can Kristin get?
waves at Aimee with great enthusiasm
You met Nilly, right, Trudy?
Trudy, I'll be wearing the World's Most Comfortable Shoes (tm).
Aimee, wanna go to Starbucks at 3:00?
sure!!