I'm a big fan of All That Jasmine and Fox in the Flowers, though the latter has lots of little flower and grass bits in it, so it needs a little more clean-up than most. Ooh, and Karma is wonderful.
'Bushwhacked'
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.
why is it that women will want to date serial killers but I can't get a date?
See also, Spike Is A Big Fluffy Bunny.
Scars: I have a scar over each eyebrow. One is from a cyst that, at the time, the doctors claimed was a twin that never developed. I understand that they diagnose that sort of thing differently now, but it was a cool idea when I was 7. The cyst started moving towards my right eye and the doctors removed it. The other brow scar is from jumping on my bed when I was four, and hitting the iron bedstead with my head. I also have scars on my left knee from attempting to run up the down escalator.
Googling: I've tried googling my first crush, to no avail. Likewise my best friend from junior high. Oh well. Everyone else I've either kept up with or let go with good reason.
Living wills: Yeah, that needs to go high on my to-do list. I don't want to have my body hanging around when the brain has shut down for good. And I certainly don't want to have my family stuck with the bills. Especially with the shiny new changes to bankrupcy regs.
Scars: One from C-section, a matching one below it from surgery, a crescent shaped scar on my right wrist from an evil attack by a window, and a scar on the heel of my left palm from, well, from trying to slice off the Keds tag to glue on my Meijer brand leather oxfords to make them LOOK like Keds with a straight razor, no guard.
Ooh, I'm going to have to try the Bollywood bathbomb when I go to Lush on Sunday.
Its orange scent is spiced up with ginger and black pepper essential oils.
I'm tempted to go back and find my post from the last time we had the scar conversation. I'm with all of y'all who look fondly on them.
Silky Underwear is wonderful (thanks again, Perkins!)
I just found out that my best friend from 5th grade has the same name as a model. I'll never find her on-line.
Butterball bath bomb is a universal favorite -- it has bits of cocoa butter in it so it leaves you all soft.
I prefer the Bon Bomb these days. The little bits of mango butter are amazing.
I also must pimp Helping Hands, Ocean Salt, Sea Vegetable soap, Coalface, and Eau Roma Water, most of which I use every day. (Also Rehab, Big, and Ultimate Shine shampoos -- you might like Trichomania, if you're a coconut fan --, and American Cream, Fuel, and Veganese conditioners.)
(And looking at that list, I realize what a true Lush junkie I really am. That's not even a partial list of my favorites, either.)
A jr. high friend of mine was way into computers. He has an unusual last name, but Google gives me no matches. I wonder if he fell off the face of the earth?
I haven't tried the shampoos - might do that next. I have the Tramp frozen shower gel, which is neato, especially in a hot bath.
I think it's just a tactical move to stall for time.
Yeah, that's exactly what it is.
Why are women calling San Quentin to marry Scott Petersen? I mean, is there like prisoner welfare people get??
People are weird and fucked up. We're all crazy as shithouse rats.