Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
Just woke up from sleeping off rest of hangover. Feel much better, but need soup and more sleep.
I have an interview scheduled for Nordie's on Tuesday! Yeah, job! I need to pay June rent, and I have NO CLUE how this will happen.
Oh, and Booty Call Boy (BCB) called at 9, left message. meara was right! I didn't feel like going anywhere right now (and the thought of having a drink? REEETTTCCCHHHHH.) but he's supposed to call tomorrow night.
Planned booty call? Wow, how nuts.
Hi Erin! Yays for feeling better, interviewage and BCBs.
Yep. I'm drinking water right now, and am going to eat something. Some reading in bed, more water, and more sleep should complete the cure.
::makes bed with slinky red satin sheets::
::fluffs ninety-zillion pillows for easy reclining::
::peels grapes::
::places garden gnome in corner, adjusts for best viewing angle::
Ready when you are, Erin.
The idea of a planned booty call is cracking me up. That sounds a little like a date, Erin.
Glad Hubby's home, connie.
Donut , no donut? The eternal question. Well, every Friday, anyway.
Donut.
-t, how long did you live in Martinez? I ask as my DH is from there.
I was there from 1969-76, and my parents moved back in '86. I lived there again myself '96-'98.
I don't know that I've ever run into someone who was from Martinez (besides in Martinez, of course) before. Neat!
Not only that, you guys are the same age - I wonder if you went to school together?
I'm always a little stunned to run into New Mexicans, let alone Roswellites (I guess they are called Roswellians now)...although running into Californians isn't too unusual. Well, actually it is, outside of California.
Re: Hate site:
They're loud, stupid and disrespectful and they do not value education. They're women are all full-blooded whores.
I hope that the irony gods come and beat him to death with their mighty irons of vengeance. I didn't read on to the 'How to' section, mind, but nevertheless...
(And, yes, I do realise that this is ironic of me, to be all 'keeeell the motherfucking peddlars of hatred and violence'. So?)
Hey, meara! Whooohoo! Excitingly, I have no idea whether I'll have a job by the time you arrive. However, my mate E is arriving on the 6th, so even if I am still working at Evil School, you'll have company for daytime sight-seeing.
...given that you have only 36 hours before you leave, I guess it's too late to ask you to pick up a copy of the Battlestar Galatica miniseries DVD, right?
sigh
Am ass. Should have thought to ask sooner.
If he turns out to be the boy I bribed with a popsicle to be my boyfriend in first grade, I may never stop laughing.
If he went to Alhambra High School, he might know a friend of mine, Lisa (sometimes spelled Lissa) Walsh. I actually met her in college, where we discovered we were going home to the same place for summers and holidays.