Oz ,'Bring On The Night'
[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 am, actually! Is something cool happening?
Well, something cool for me. I'm finally getting up to my Mom's this weekend (I haven't been up to Maine since New Year's at this point), and I'll probably be hitting Portland around that time and looking to get drinks, dinner or both.
Aimee-- those people just floored me. How can you not know that nicotine stained walls and clumps of dog hair will turn people off!!!
The other couple I thought was weird was the ones in the all white house. White everything include furniture, throws, etc and a white baby grand. The only color was a giant elephant painting and fake plants EVERYWHERE. They seemed to have no clue that stark white would make people feel uncomfortable.
Oi.
It's catching apparently. Who knew so many Buffistas were closet Soccer hooligans?
I'll be getting out of work at about five, and would totally be up for a drink.
Oi.
Who knew so many Buffistas were closet Soccer hooligans?
Not me. I'm doin' the Lambeth walk.
Someone remind me that paying the bills is pretty much the reason I come to work. I've got my checkbook out, and it actually hurts to write these things out.
Who knew so many Buffistas were closet Soccer hooligans?
Some of them might be secret Aussie sympathizers.
Aussie Aussie Aussie! Oi oi oi!
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Ugh. I need to get off the sick couch and go get some groceries. The only loaf of bread I have could possibly be ready to get up and walk itself out to the trash on its own.
I should have stayed home yesterday and drank lots of fluids and all, but my friend called me with a half hour notice to go to Fenway for Opening Day, and some things you just make yourself better for. If I feel even more like death for it, so be it.
The only loaf of bread I have could possibly be ready to get up and walk itself out to the trash on its own.
In that case, send it out for groceries! Problem solved.
I should have stayed home yesterday and drank lots of fluids and all, but my friend called me with a half hour notice to go to Fenway for Opening Day, and some things you just make yourself better for. If I feel even more like death for it, so be it.
Dude! Damn straight. Whoo!