Ack, Sean.
Fay! I was thinking of you yesterday - glad to hear you're all right, even though I was pretty sure that was the case.
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Ack, Sean.
Fay! I was thinking of you yesterday - glad to hear you're all right, even though I was pretty sure that was the case.
Mwah! Yes, am fine and dandy.
Fay! Glad to hear you are safe. How's life?
Oh {{{Sean}}}
I'm so sorry. You don't deserve any of this.
I do have some extremely stupid people that desperately need killing, but I don't think we have a budget for hitmen. I could check with my boss...
Not bad - am likely to stay another year at this school, as still want to be in Cairo and I don't have any other local jobs on the horizon. Boss still makes the Mayor look like a good guy. Actually he's cut from much the same cloth, now I think about it. Huh. Maybe he's going to end the year by turning into a big snake and eating us all.
Other than that, though, life is pretty good. I have a new laptop! Yay!
There's the Fay! Yay!
Sorry.
Halfway through "Mad Ship," still waiting for Kennit/Kyle/Malta to get severely kicked.
I have a new laptop! Yay!
Yay! I hope that means more Fay time for us.
Insh'allah. Yay for Mad Ship! Yay!
Some of your kicking wishes will come to pass, I promise.
skips back a bit
Oh, shit, Sean. Sorry, love.
FAY!
Sean, check your gmail.
Fay, I'm so very glad you are unharmed! I will keep my fingers crossed that your boss if your boss really does end the year by turning into a snake, he also expires horribly in your school library. But, you know, without damaging any of the books.