I tend to horizonalise my broads, really.
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.
Eek! That's kind of freaky. But, yeah, you're probably right, Cindy.
So, yesterday in creative writing we got two fiction writing assignments. I think I'm going to try to take something I've already written and work it into one of the assignments. It wouldn't take much work, and it's a great story...very funny.
Topic!Cindy is wise to the ways of gay cruising.
Usually people try to get to know a guy better before inviting him to parties where there are wild women. Or something.
From Traverse City, huh? Hey, maybe it's P-C who almost had a new republican boyfriend! Gar's not forgetful, he's psychic.
Maybe I should be flattered.
Typo Boy has a new tag.
Hee. P-C's new republican boyfriend, really!!
YAYAYAYAY Miracleborn household! Whoot!!
Well, I went to bed early last night, and as I was afraid, slept in later than I should've (I've got tons of stuff to do). BUT, my subconscious rewarded me with fabulous dreams. I only wish I could save them on my TiVo and replay them. Sigh. (Well, though, the one with all the different colored papers in some kind of odd office supply closet, that one is skippable. Though not bad. Just don't need to save)
Topic!Cindy is wise to the ways of gay cruising.
I'm a sophisticate. Or possibly, I am wise to the ways of het men, and I've never seen them looking for male company, the way P-C's new acquaintance was.
P-C, I think that guy was cruising you. There might have been...employment opportunities, but possibly not so much of a co-ed work environment.
Hee! Cindy is so wise in the world of pimpin' and gay cruisin'!
Susan, much ~ma to your dad and your family. One way that heart damage can cause strokes is that if the rhythm is irregular, the blood can pool in a chamber of the heart long enough to form clots that, when the heart beats again, are sent out into the bloodstream.
Aimee, that is one beautiful, elfin baby. Her fingers are so long and elegant.
Lunchtime, and I haven't done a damn thing yet today besides walk the dog and retype my assignment sheets for critical writing. I'm a lazy ass.