Spike ,'The Killer In Me'
[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.
Thanks! I'm not going to call him, since I'm sure he wants to spend time with his family. I'm just going to go with my roomie to the pub tonight. (Her and her fellow special ed teachers are losing one of their favorite students today and are planning on spending the evening inebriated.) Should he stop by to see everyone towards last call, so be it.
Gulp.
Off to class I go.
Way to be, vw. Your iPod is in sight. See it shine?
Aight, I'm off to run errands. (Why in the name of God was I just about to type "Does anyone need anything?")
Lilty, I need lunch. Want to meet me?
Why in the name of God was I just about to type "Does anyone need anything?"
Alas, one of the boundaries of internet chatting/friends/family has been discovered. Woe is us.
This made me laugh. :)
I had a nightmare last night that I was dying. Some weird disease was destroying my brain. I only had 1/3 of my brain functionality left, so I couldn't think clearly or remember a lot of stuff. At one point I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness, and I was thinking, "This is it. This is my last bit of consciousness before I die." (I don't believe in any sort of afterlife.)
Oddly enough, I didn't die but felt somewhat better - enough so I could go driving around on a Segway.
I love the wonderfully bizarre logic and sequence of events in dreams.
Serial:
I once had a terrible nightmare that everybody in my school was turning into werewolves. The only place that was safe was on top of the lab tables in the science room.
I remember thinking that it was so scary that it would make a great horror movie, and as soon as I woke up, I went to write it down and realized just how silly it was.
I remember thinking that it was so scary that it would make a great horror movie, and as soon as I woke up, I went to write it down and realized just how silly it was.
I've had that thought (and reaction later) too.
I have so done that, too!
For me, though, the most uncomfortable dreams are the ones in which I have sex with someone I actually know IRL, and then once I've woken up and I see them the next day, I am convinced that they must know.
My long-playing nightmares include a foreign study trip for which I am unprepared, not packed, and late to the airport; cutting my hair, and committing adultery.