Willow ,'Sleeper'
[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.
"He's a total slippery chicken."
Words cannot express how much, and how often, I am going to use this. Heh.
a teenager we don't know took one of Annabel's newborn pictures and posted it to her blog as "her new baby sister."
That is odd. Also, new? I mean, Annabel doesn't exactly look like a newborn. Silly teenagers.
a teenager we don't know took one of Annabel's newborn pictures and posted it to her blog as "her new baby sister."
That is odd. Also, new? I mean, Annabel doesn't exactly look like a newborn.
But she did in her newborn pictures.
You know those fwd's you sometimes get about this little girl/boy is missing, send this to 145 people or chickens will rain into your shower? Usually, the child is from someone's random website.
WTFOMG!
Owww, and also ewwww.
Owww, and also ewwww.
I mean, unless I can tug on those and really get the effect of a real corset, WHY WHY WHY???
WTFOMG!
Rocks self and mumbles, "Do not click strange links while eating..."
What happens if you unlace her, I wonder? Removable organs?
But she did in her newborn pictures.
And here is why I'm not a proofreader.
I'm glad Betsy explained the ship stuff, 'cuz for someone who's read all 20 of the Aubrey/Maturin books, I'm still awfully fuzzy on naval tactics.
They called them Ships of the Line because that aspect of naval battle strategy was so deeply and thoroughly entrenched.
Sorry for the super suckitude week, Cashmere. Spring should bring good things. Like, DST and A's wins.
When I used to spend time on baby naming boards, there were always teenagers who enjoyed fantasizing about the children they were going to have one day and the very elaborate names they were going to give them. Often this would turn into pretending to be pregnant, and then announcing the names and births of the children, who were usually twins or triplets, complete with posted photos of "their" babies in matching outfits. It was pretty obvious that this was fantasy rather than reality, because inevitably the girls would reveal their ignorance of pregnancy, birth, and life with newborns.
This is pretty fucked up. I'm glad I never ventured to those boards.
Ok, so my week, not so nice, but nobody died. Yet. All my kvetching, I'm waiting for the Fickle Finger of Fate to poke me, though.