So sorry Lilty. No, not stupid.
KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT!!!
Yay! Trudes can get married now.
[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.
So sorry Lilty. No, not stupid.
KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT!!!
Yay! Trudes can get married now.
Aww, thanks guys. I am still SO embarassed. Even my mom seemed amazed. Her poorly timed "Jess, it's not even really your cat." was met with my red-faced blotchy look of death. For which I feel bad.
But I guess if loving your cat is lame, then I'm just a big lame.
((Lilty)) not lame.
I just found out what hurts more than a paper cut. CD cut. When I grabbed a disk to reburn the job that I had to fix. It's like Hec is directing my life this hour with his salt wounding.
Dan, you're starting to hit my spam filters.
Feh. I was bored. It was quiet here. Go-Se happens. heh
Cass, I didn't even know cd cuts existed!! Ow!!
Hee. I'm glad you knew I was just busting 'em on you, Dan. Afterwards, I was worried, but it seems I get in more trouble when I over-explain...which I'm doing now, so I'll jus stop.
Oh, if there is a way to injure yourself on something, a Buffista will find it. And then post about it. It is our way.
I don't actually know how it happened. I spun around to grab a cd off of the spindle, the cd launched a little too eagerly and then in the franticness of catching it, my knuckle was scrape-y hurt and got a little slash of crimson on it.
Oh, dear.
Hope the drunken!email is eaten by spambots, or something. And, hey, I feel your pain. I have done the declaration of love by letter thing to someone who didn't love me, and (at about the same time) been recipient of such a letter from someone I wasn't in love with. And actually, much as I was mortified about the former, I was just totally flattered and touched by the latter.
Er. Which likely has no bearing, and is very mememe, but - this too shall pass, is what I guess I mean.
Meanwhile, check out the Ugly Cake from the Hello Kitty dress site. (do be sure to read the story and then click the wee pic)
It's like Hec is directing my life this hour with his salt wounding.
The good news is, my hour is up. The bad news is, that ita will be directing the next hour of your life.
Duck! Parry! Feint!
Cass, if you need a little TLC around 9 or 10, I can take over. It'll probably involve some Guinness and Modest Mouse on the jukebox.