And soon around the office the word will go out "The Return of the Empress: Here to Kick Your Ass."
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.
Level 1 Saturday morning.
Check. I have sweat pants and sneakers.
Will you be there? I'm shy.
Will you be there? I'm shy.
I don't teach on Saturdays, but if you want to come on a Sunday (10:30) I'm there.
Sunday then.
Thomash and Trudes have new tags.
Can somone come kidnap me from work, put me on my couch and then do all my errands for the St. Pat's party this weekend?
Thomash, you have a pool???? Sweeeeet!
Yeah, and a workout room w/cable, a laundry room that makes the old one seem like an Eastern European box-car compared to a stretch hummer w/a fireplace, a lounge w/cable and a pool table, and a library. All that is mine 'cause the price was right.
Note that all of that is not really mine but community property for the apartment complex but don't tell anybody.
Oh Emmmmpressss ....
You will be pleased to know that today I am wearing a black velvet dress, a long black velvet skirt with lace trim, b&w striped stockings, and ruby red velvet kitten-heel shoes.
Ooooh, pretty Jilli! There should be pictures.
I want to go to Kidd Valley and get a chicken bacon club sandwich.
I know this is bad for my health and is a waste of money. However, at this point my alternatives are A) heat up some frozen cardboard a Weight Watchers or Healthy Choice frozen meal, B) a peanut butter sandwich, or C) heat a can of soup in a flavor I don't particularly like but bought for DH's work lunches because Costco had tons of them.
We really need to start cooking enough to have leftovers. Or else I need to make soups and stuff that I like and freeze in individual portions. But for now I think I'ma go buy the greasy yet delicious sandwich.