Downside: The tenants all hate me.
Just tell them about the FCH thing. They'll love it.
'Touched'
[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.
Downside: The tenants all hate me.
Just tell them about the FCH thing. They'll love it.
Those look comfy and lovely, Jilli. Understated, but not too much so.
Heavens to Betsy!
I just felt like saying that.
Do you like these, Jilli? I'm tempted by the style.
Do you like these, Jilli? I'm tempted by the style.
I'm very tempted by the black w/ pink ones. Those are my second(-ish) choice.
Any other clues to the puzzle? I want to help billytea win a date.
Nah, that's it. I think a key issue might be what happens when the sky opens up.
bt, it sounds very Sang Sacréish. IMO, you ought to write an explanation in the form of a vignette that she will then have to explain.
Hee. That's not such a bad idea.
like JZ's answer for the shipwreck riddle. I thought it sounded like a description of dating services..."She" is the author, and potential date, the shipwreck survivors are the people participating in the dating service, the shipwreck is whatever turn of relationship fate brought them here and left them adrift in the dark and the storm (and "sea" is often a symbol for sexuality). The sea could also be the mysterious virtual world inside the computer, which is the "wooden box" that she's peering into, seeing other shipwreck survivors.
Ah, that could work. I'll give it a shot.
I dreamt that P-C and I were living together and I cheated on him and left him for John Cusack. Later, when I went back to get stuff, he called me a "First Class Whore" and then we were friends.
Hee. This should become a children's book for helping kids cope with divorcing parents.
Headline: Cindy sends rain this way
Thanks, Cindy, but I think we've had enough for a while.
Robin:
When I moved in with the BF (let's see, 8 years ago now) we first got rid of/moved his stuff to make room (a bureau, a closet, bookshelves, cookware) for my stuff, THEN I unpacked. Once I had clear empty places to move my stuff into, it was a snap. Trying to distribute stuff around an already settled house is not so easy.
Oh, NOW you tell me....
ETA: I'd rather go shoe shopping than do any more unpacking. That's saying a lot, as I wear size 11-12 shoes, and was traumatized by at an early age by the onerous burdon of finding shoes that fit.
Gah. Home from work. Stress, stress, stress. Will someone come cook me dinner?
Did you make it all the way through, vw? Not that your answer should affect having dinner made ...