I find I can't drive with a ponytail.
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 love short hair. So easy to take care of.
Totally. Especially in the summer. It's like having a 5-pound weight taken off my head.
If it's the weekend and I'm just running to the store or something and I haven't had a shower and therefore have crazy Oz bedhead, I just put a ballcap on.
If my hair is clean but being weird, I can generally wrestle it into submission with product of some sort.
And I look too young with a ponytail. I think I look (almost) my age with short hair. I envy women who look all sleek and classic with a ponytail. I just look like I should have pom-poms.
They were for turkey brine! Sweet. Always nice to get a memory back, no matter how trivial.
Damn. I was hoping you were going to realize you made bathtub gin and then blacked it all out.
I got my hair cut shorter this weekend. I'll try posting some pictures later from home.
See how ChiKat shares?
I find I can't drive with a ponytail.
Try the stick shift next time.
Were you at the beach?
Nope. No beach this trip...not enough time. But, there was a fabulous Chinese festival and an amazing trip to Winterthur (where my cousin is a director of something, so she can get us into all the cool storage rooms on top of the floor tours). And there were darling, well-behaved children who stole my heart. I almost kidnapped M and brought her home. She was my new best friend all weekend long.
Damn. I was hoping you were going to realize you made bathtub gin and then blacked it all out.
That's all I could think of that used juniper. And it certainly could cause memory loss.
Try the stick shift next time. '
That would be difficult with my automatic.
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There is no Arizona. Sorry folks for the horror show. I'm doing ok, and planning to go to work tonight. There's lots of stuff I wish I could comment on, but between the neurotoxin and the benedryl coursing through my veins, I'm not quite as good at rememembering stuff.
Hugs and ~ma to them that needs it.
(totally nerdy mememe)
I'm all nervous now because, see, I met this guy at, of all places, a baby shower last weekend and we talked. And there weren't, like, major sparks or anything but he was HOT!T and seemingly single so I was a little interested. So I got his contact info from our friend who is going to be a dad, who is this guy's coworker. And I emailed him last week and he wrote back and I wrote back and now he asked me out to dinner. Like on a date. It's been about a million years since someone asked me out on a date. I'm a little bit in a panic. What happens if he likes/doesn't like me?! Or me him?! eeep.
Also, he may be a little preppy.
lisah, you're adorable. That's all I've got.
Oh, and HOW could he NOT like you? He'd be crazy!
Oh, and HOW could he NOT like you? He'd be crazy!
thanks! Man, there are so many crazy people out there then.