Eh, y'all just want to watch me play Existential Limbo. But I'll post it, probably.
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.
If you decide not to post it, will you at least let me read it? Please, please, please, please?
Parker and I are now bagel taunting.
I schlepped a dozen bagles out here only to discover that her FANTASTIC market has H&H Bagels in their freezer section-- awesome.
AP: whitefish is GOOD
We bought creamcheese and smoked salmon and whitefish and at our bagels. Sooooo good.
AP: Connie, quit letching after my son. Don't MAKE me drive down there...
Big hugs to AmyP from me.
waves hello to Amy P.
The mess I described was only my desk per se. There are other flat surfaces in my office, or at least I assume they're still there under the piles.
Hug Amy Parker and Kenny for all of us.
Connie, quit letching after my son. Don't MAKE me drive down there...
Oh, like it's the first time she's seen me do it. Ooh, a threat of a visit, ooo. You'll just have to wait till Friday, missy.
t waves at AmyP
Susan (if she lived in a real time zone)
Hey!
Actually, Pacific Time does feel kinda afterthoughtish. And I'm still not used to sporting events being mostly over by 8:00 p.m. unless they're actually being played locally.
I posted my filth in BF.
Soooo jealous of Trudy visiting AmyP! Aimee's new!hair is gawjuss! But tell me, Empress, how does it work with a tiara?
DEEna! All crossables crossed for you on the house. And puppy!
And YaY! for Ginger sleeping!
And now, having caught up, DH wants company watching dvds. Anon...