'Beneath You'
[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.
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!
I want a hotdog.
It could be like my carrier pigeon, only, you know, bread. I wonder if it could go to work for me, too? I'll send it with a note.
Dear Place of Employment,
I am sending this moldy loaf of bread to serve in my place. I believe you will find it as, if not more, productive, useful, and charasmatic as myself. As you see, it also possesses abundant growth potential.
Sincerely, Lilty.
I want to stay curled up in my psuedo-bed all day.
I am eating chicken and lentil soup. Yum!
I'll be getting out of work at about five, and would totally be up for a drink.
Excellent. My profile e-mail is good - I usually hit 3 Dollar Dewey's when I get the chance, but if you got another suggestion, I'm open to any ideas. I probably won't be able to get up there much before 6, though, now that I think about it (and I'll still have to arrange to duck out of work early - usually not an issue if I arrange in advance).
The big thing - I need a way to let you know if for some reason my plans get bollocksed up on Friday again. I don't forsee it this time, and even if the weather is less than stellar, I need to get up to Maine in a big way, at least to claim some furniture.
I want a hotdog.
I had a Fenway Frank yesterday. It was hella good.
I also applied for a credit card just to get the complementary blanket because I was frozen and the shops were sold out of blankets. It was an awesome day. Totally worth it.
Lilty! The DH and I will be landing late on June 23rd in Portland. We'll have time to kill on Friday, but will have to be up in BBH by late that afternoon for the beginning of the family wedding frolic. We fly out again on July 1st.