You keep thinking. I'll be coming straight from a week in Maine, so I should be in a much better mood than I have been, lately.
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.
I want Perkins to go to Seattle for July 4th weekend, 'cuz that's when I'll be there, and the DH will be playing stoopid ultimate, and I will need entertainment.
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Well, there IS the House o' Reason annual 4th o' July party, complete with croquet, booze, food cooked with fire, and sparklers ...
Someone please remind me I shouldn't act on my idle dreams of stabbing a co-worker with a hatpin.
Ooh, Maine, fun.
eta: The 4th of July is sounding better and better all the time, except for the part where it is too far away.
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Sparklers!!
Jilli, disposing of bodies is hard work and prone to ruining pretty clothes, and murder trials are a bore.
Feel free to remind me of that next time I have dealings with Bridezilla.
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Don't fall, billytea!
Oh, wait. Carry on.
Jilli, disposing of bodies is hard work and prone to ruining pretty clothes, and murder trials are a bore.
True, true. But I still want to stab him.
My mother was fond of telling me that as an infant, once I'd mastered sitting, I reminded her of a weebl. A very happy and contented weebl. Only 'weebl' is not an Australian term, so it was "one of those toys that rocks back and forth and never falls down".
Pie is my heritage.