I have internet at home! I'm so excited. I did a little happy dance.
I have to say that it really feels like home now...
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I have internet at home! I'm so excited. I did a little happy dance.
I have to say that it really feels like home now...
Yay, Sean! That's so exciting!
Also, yay, askye on the DSL having!
Sean, that's so cool!
Wait, shouldn't someone call him a sinner?
Well, I don't know about you, but I don't feel up to risking that first stone...
4 times our mortgage with roughly a third of the square footage. Needless to say, we stopped considering London as an option.
Check Melbourne, see what that offers.
Watch, we'll end up with a Drew Carey statue.
I had a dream last night that I was on the run from zombies with the cast of Whose Line Is It Anyway.
Wait, shouldn't someone call him a sinner?
Silly Trudy. That's what his girlfriend's for.
Hee! Thanks lovely Bitches.
It's a little nervous-making, as any major life-change is, but we're both happy and excited.
Mostly I'm glad the soon-to-be-ex roommate took it well, and I'm hoping (and it looks like) it won't screw him too much. Just the regular amount.
Yay, Sean! That's great. Go and sin some more.
askye once again confirms the old saying, "Home is where the high-speed internet is."
I had a dream last night that I was on the run from zombies with the cast of Whose Line Is It Anyway.
I'm loving this image. Wayne Brady would be so great to be on the run from zombies with ('cuz, y'know, great to have around in pretty much any situation). Now picturing him playing Props with random zombie fallen-off body parts...
(proudly) I just knew our Seanie was stellar boyfriend material. You and your lady go on and have a right-nice moving in together, okay?