Kristin, that is fantastic news! Terrifying, but fantastic, and well deserved. Life-changing-ma and right-job-choosing-ma to you, with sprinkles of calm and wisdom and a side of courage.
'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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'm such a Lilty/MSG shipper
Mmm. Chinese food.
Well, if I can't make a bad joke here, where the hell can I??
In the privacy of your own home, Lilty. In the privacy of your own home.
Watching The Adventures of Pete and Pete while I wait for someone to go drink beer with me is ridiculously fun.
I got P&P too! It is the very best in entertainment.
I'm Artie! The strongest Man...in the WORLD!
"Ahhh, Funk. The music of the GODS!"
Toby Huss, who plays Artie, plays the father of the strippers on Carnivale.
Incidentally, Lilty, that boy is totally digging your action and you are way too adorable to be rebuffed. Trust me on this - he is your next smooch.
I'm going to Seattle! (etclarify: for a week. for vacation)
And, finally watching the OC finale. The boys are so very very pretty.
And I saw a promo for the Inside. The main girl reminds me of Michele Trachtenberg.
Those are my thoughts for the moment. Apart from that both Teppy and Lilty deserve boys.
My main comic book guy is cute in a SNAPTG-y way, but taken. There's a guy who works there sometimes, though, who is cute in a very Dave Lister-but-clean way. Don't know his relationship status...
Yay, Kristin! And, meara, I am so relieved you found your tickets! I was starting to hyperventilate just reading your account so I can only image how you felt. Sweet Jesus.
Well, if I can't make a bad joke here, where the hell can I??
Livejournal.
A few new ones in there. One especially for JZ. She'll know which one.
Will be uploading more to the site as time and processing of images on a crap computer allows.
It's 4:30 in the morning here, and I am MAKING TEA.
Because BOYS SUCK.
I shaved my legs. They are moisturized. I have cute panties on. I smell like Chanel. I had 5 condoms and a pair of handcuffs in my purse. I drank champagne, and left a cutely provocative voice mail at 10:30. I left a VM at 1:45 that said "Call me. I want to do nasty, unspeakable --possibly illegal -- things to you" in dulcet, purring tones.
He didn't call.
Didn't call! WTF?! It's so wrong. I am very very irritated. I ate a boiled egg in anger. I took my Italian heels off in a huff. I ripped of my cute jeans in a frank rage. I read a whole book in bed, and I AM STILL PISSED.
I am cute. I have great tits. I am fucking good in bed, and HE CALLED ME, dammit, and made tentative plans, and then left me dangling on the precipice of I-wanna-fuck and couldn't even call to say...whatever. I'm too drunk, my cat clawed my dick, my grandma died, WHATEV.
It's HARD to sustain a state of pissed off sexual frustration for 4 hours, but I have done it.
GRRRRRRRRRRR.