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[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.
lisah, that is so painfully cute! Cheerleader outfit and all!
I know!!!! I wish I was that cute in real life!
It's making me feel a little funny though that my friend drew my boobs. I know they're big and I often wear tiny shirts but I still blushed a lot when I first saw it.
I became an aunt again!. My nephew, Josh, was born Friday. 7 lbs. 19 inches.
Yay! Welcome to the world, Josh!
Cashmere, that's good to hear about your mom. Also, Teppy is wise. As for the seekrit message...
I'm a board certified shitologist, doncha know. I once correctly diagnosed blue poop on the old threaded Bronze. The culprit? Blue Pedialyte. Of course, I also once called the pedi, because I thought Benjamin had coughed up blood. In actuality, it was only a little peanut butter and jelly. That second call to the pedi's office was a lesson in humility. Luckily, I got the receptionist with a sense of humor.
In mememe news, I managed to go to four stores today, to pick up Valentine's stuff. That may not sound like a big deal, but I've been store-shy since the anxiety increased a couple of months ago, and today is the peak day anxiety-attack-wise, in my cycle, so it felt like a victory.
and as much as I appreciate the great love of my friends and family I'm still feeling down about not having a boyfriend. Bleh! Stupid brain!
It's not your stupid brain. Somewhere, a Hallmark executive is rubbing his hands evilly and cackling in satisfaction and glee.
Seriously, this holiday is all about preying on insecurity. Unless you're one of the "lucky" ones or some shit.
Although- cute- college boys are singing with flowers outside. Singing in general, not to me.
Also, was DX pulling my leg in Natter or did the seach function-y things under the posting box just show up today? I am tired and busy and somewhat harried and am not able to parse jokiness in posts.
It's making me feel a little funny though that my friend drew my boobs. I know they're big and I often wear tiny shirts but I still blushed a lot when I first saw it.
Oh, please enjoy the boobtacularity of that drawing. It is really just the coolest, boobies included.
Stupid brain! That's because you live in the City of The Broken Hearted. Duh! It's all hopeless, anyway. (/Everything I know I learned From Homicide)
Also, was DX pulling my leg in Natter or did the seach function-y things under the posting box just show up today? I am tired and busy and somewhat harried and am not able to parse jokiness in posts.
Sorry 'bout the tired and busy.
Yes, he was. It just showed up today.
Also, was DX pulling my leg in Natter or did the seach function-y things under the posting box just show up today?
No joke. ita announced it earlier.
OK, Hec, you and Maria need to get your stories straight...
Tired= just regular Monday tired, and busy= work is kind of slammed, but right now, in an OK way.
It's wedding invitations where I really get the why-am-I-alone bs going on. Valentine's, whatev. But then I'm not specificaly told to bring a boyfriend to Valentine's, or seated at a table with an empty chair or a bunch of other random singles, or being all third-wheely at a Valentine's reception filled with couples, many of seem to be there specifically to scope out who you brought with you.
Given my innate contrariness, I strongly suspect that Valentine's will be far more irksome to me when I am in a commited relationship than it is now when I'm not.
vw, I thought you might find this link on Appalachian dialect interesting:
Thanks, Susan!
I am home. Paper still not magically written. I think I'm gonna have to work on those powers a bit.