Mal ,'War Stories'
[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.
aw, Jess. Moving fatigue. It's the worst. If I could get egg noodles for you, I would.
RE: Valentines Day. Tom and I celebrated the first year we were together, at dinner at our favorite (now closed) restaurant. I felt it was to make up for the previous Valentine's Day we spent together, not dating yet, both relatively recently single, bitter, and whiskey drinking drunk. So with that karma all balanced out, we ignored last year's Valentine Day, and this one as well, quite cheerfully.
I particularly liked the candy hearts before they updated them, when they said things like "23 Skiddoo" and "You Kid."
I'm amused by the candy hearts that say "E-mail me."
(I want ones that say "STD," and "Bite me.")
(I want ones that say "STD,"
For "Skip the Drama."
Heh. Not quite.
STDs actually usually bring on a great deal of drama.
Okay, after my frozen pizza cooks, I'm going to eat it with X-Play, and then I'm going into full-scale thesis-writing mode, which I was supposed to be in ALL DAY TODAY BUT I SUCK.
Ick. As much as we're all about Valentine's Day at work, I forgot to remember the fact that I actually have to go through it.
I told the girls at the store that they needed to schedule me to close, since I'm the only single girl and it would be silly for anyone with a husband or BF to work. After that, my friend wants to continue our V-Day tradition of inappropriate hijinks, but she's got a boyfriend now. I don't need pity hijinks.
Hey Daniel, did you know that you must supply a local referer to get URL '/heartmaker/hearts/heart_20050212151535_49023.jpg' from this server?
