Would it be out of line to mention y'all have magnificent bosoms??? Makes me want to bear my cleavage. And that could be dangerous.
Buffy ,'Lessons'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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.
There were definitely some fantastic bosoms, and serious bootyliciousness at the F2F.
In this picture I actually thought, "Who is that cute girl with the red turtleneck?"
I'm sad to announce that libkitty is an istaist. She's going to Chicago and asking only for librarianistas when Chicago (and surrounding vicinity) is chockfull of such things as Chicagoistas, Wisconsinistas, and other assorted -istas of choice. Sadder, now.
I'm no istaist. What's an istaist?
Seriously, I don't know if I'm going to Chicago. Probably the funds will not allow (nasty funds), but if librarianistas were going that I could perhaps share a room with at the conference hotel, I might try to do it on my own dime. Rest assured, if this works out and I can go, I will put out a general Chicagolandista call!
What's an istaist?
Someone who discriminates on the basis of what type of -ista you are. I didn't realize you were looking for a hotel-mate to save money. I'll watch for the general call later if you're able to make the conference.
::another lame attempt at humor bites the dust::
In this picture I actually thought, "Who is that cute girl with the red turtleneck?"
Awww. You two are so cute. (For real, that's not my sarcastic voice.)
::another lame attempt at humor bites the dust::
not so - the humor made me laugh. of course, i assumed it wasn't serious and i would never presume libkitty was really an istaist. (that's a hard word to type)
i would never presume libkitty was really an istaist
Me, neither! I'm just too much a pedant sometimes. Hazard of being a Buffista. Or, maybe, just one of it's defining characteristics.
hi. I didn't look at the boards all day. I made cookies for a swing dance tomorrow night. and split pea soup for dh. and a bastardized version of cosmos for me.
I have energy again...whee.
Yay, Beth!
Timelies, all. (drive-by de-lurk & hello)
Stressful, but not terribly trying, day + one glass of wine + very nice soak in a very hot bath = zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
This is new math.