The dressed-down workplace has got me down to jeans, jeans, and more jeans.
GC's going topless at work, pass it on.
'First Date'
[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.
The dressed-down workplace has got me down to jeans, jeans, and more jeans.
GC's going topless at work, pass it on.
GC's going topless at work, pass it on.
I dunno. Paris Hilton wears way-cut-off jeans as a tube top....
Sigh. Thanks, Fay. That's about what I figured. Brains are silly things.
Anyone wanna hear cute Annabel stories?
I have replied to date-seeking woman, and invited her to the Zoo this Sunday. She'd wanted to know an interesting thing about me, so I told her that if she's on time then I'll tell her one. If she's ten minutes late I'll tell her three, and if she's later than that she won't be able to get me to shut up. So now I'm planning to turn up with a pocket full of about twelve things about me, and she can pick one at random. She wants to know any more, well, that's what the second date's for. Or possibly they could be a way to kickstart a stuck conversation.
Won't make me seem any less odd, of course, but I figure she should've noticed that by now.
cute annabel stories yay!
and the Wally reports are pretty good.
Someone wake up Steph and ask her if that is a 4/4 bass or a 3/4 bass - DH wants to know
Yay, billy, and his mad 21st Century Dating Skillz!
Yay, billy, and his mad 21st Century Dating Skillz!
Hee. Mad I will cop to.
Cute Annabel Story #1: Last week when my shoulder/neck muscle pain was really bad, I took a flexeril during the day, thinking I could fight the drowsiness off as long as I took ibuprofen instead of tylenol 3 along with it. NSM. I fell asleep on the couch while Annabel played in the living room. I woke up to the touch of little hands tucking her blankie around my shoulders.
Cute Annabel Story #2: Shortly after she went down for her afternoon nap yesterday, I heard a noise coming from the bedroom. I hurried in thinking, She can't be waking up already--she woke up at 5:00 instead of 7:30 this morning, so she owes me a good nap, dammit! She was deeply asleep, but laughing her head off. I'd love to know what was going on in that dream.