Interesting, but squicky to some:
>[link]Pierced eyeglasses.
I guess you could call them Pierce Nez.
You know me! I'm like, "Go school! It's your birthday!" Or something to that effect.
Willow ,'Empty Places'
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.
DCJensen - Mar 14, 2005 6:56:59 pm PST #6557 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Lee - Mar 14, 2005 7:43:46 pm PST #6558 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I just ate too many Girl Scout cookies, and I liked it.
Deena - Mar 14, 2005 7:46:40 pm PST #6559 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Lee!
When will you be here?
(No one tried to sell me GS cookies this year. I am verklempt.)
Lee - Mar 14, 2005 8:08:00 pm PST #6560 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Deena! A week from tomorrow, snow willing.
Whee!
Deena - Mar 14, 2005 8:09:20 pm PST #6561 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
YAY! I'm so excited. By then the snow may be gone!
eta: I'm being told I'm up past my bedtime. Night!
vw bug - Mar 15, 2005 2:40:33 am PST #6562 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
It's morning. I'm not ready for it to be morning yet.
Coffee. Coffee is good.
Anne W. - Mar 15, 2005 2:48:21 am PST #6563 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Coffee is not just good. Coffee is necessary.
vw bug - Mar 15, 2005 3:05:02 am PST #6564 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
That is SO true, Anne. I didn't used to be this way, but now I really am. And, you know, it's not just the coffee...it's the act of relaxing while drinking the coffee that I also crave.
Ginger - Mar 15, 2005 3:12:15 am PST #6565 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Coffee is god.
I was awakened by a phone call this morning about half an hour before my alarm was supposed to go off. I hate being woken up by the phone. It always gives me this adrenaline rush that takes a long time to go away. I looked at caller ID, but the number was blocked. Often my early morning calls are business calls from someone who thinks he'll get voicemail. I keep telling myself not to answer these, because they never go well. Still, I answered and discovered that I was apparently the victim of butt dialing. It was someone in a car with the radio on. After a few futile hello's, I listened to see if I could figure out who it was. The radio station was a D.C. station, giving traffic reports. I have no clue.
Deena - Mar 15, 2005 4:18:39 am PST #6566 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Argh, Ginger. What a way to wake up.
I woke up inexplicably at 6:45 to find that Greg had overslept not set his alarm. I never have trouble sleeping through it, but I guess not sleeping through it messed with my head. I was going to go back to bed, but needed a cup of coffee first. By the time the cup was half gone the babies were up. At least I got Greg off to work on time, with breakfast in his tummy and a good lunch in his bag.