'Shindig'
[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.
I was hoping for that, without actually volunteering you, Jilli.
Heh. That's okay. It just reminded me that I probably hadn't actually *said* that to Plei, and just thought it really loudly. Because can't all of you read my mind?
Obviously, *I* can. I mean, we already know about my prophetic dreams; mindreading is the next logical step.
Plei! You're going to have a tickybox tomorrow! Eeeep! It's so weird with an induction to actually know (more or less) when you're going to have the baby!
Well, not until Wednesday at the earliest. We go in tomorrow to start things moving with the Cervidil insert, so as to ripen those parts what need to open. No pit until Wednesday.
Heh. That's okay. It just reminded me that I probably hadn't actually *said* that to Plei, and just thought it really loudly. Because can't all of you read my mind?
It reminded me that I hadn't emailed you. Also, I'm going to need (if you don't mind) to give you my LJ password so it can be posted there.
Also, I'm going to need (if you don't mind) to give you my LJ password so it can be posted there.
Mad! Mad with power! Fear me, I will have Plei's password! Muah-ha-ha-ha ...
er, no, I don't mind.
I am actually bouncing up and down in my chair, going "Plei baby! Plei baby! Plei baby!"
And now I'm going to do laundry and take a walk before it rains.
y'all are making me laugh.
thank you.
Nora, shall I tell you a joke before I go do laundry?
totally!
Jilli, insent.
Jilli, insent.
Got it.
So, it's the Garden of Eden. God has just finished making Eve, and now it's time to start passing out all the attributes. Most of the attributes go to both Adam AND Eve, but not all.
So God's just about done, and is digging around in the bottom of the Human Attribute Bag.
"Okay, I have 2 left," God says, "and only one of each. First is the ability to pee standing up."
Adam jumps up. "Oooh! Oooh! Me! Me! Oh, man, God, I *gotta* have that! That's so cool! I could write my name in the snow with ease! Camping trips will never be problematic! And I'll be able to zip in and out of the restroom at rock concerts while Eve's still standing in line!"
God looks at Eve, who just waves her hand and says, "Fine, he can have it if it's so important."
Then God says, "Well, Eve, I guess the last one goes to you, then. Now, let me see....where is it?" God roots around in the bottom of the bag. "Oh, yes -- multiple orgasms."
[Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all week. Try the tofu.]