Someone remind me that I do NOT want to take up the ball-jointed-doll hobby, that if I HAD that sort of disposable income, I would be much happier spending it to make myself look like a Victorian-esque vampire, instead of buying a doll. But gosh, they're fun to look at.
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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 hate people who beep at others for following, or trying to follow, the rules.
This.
I hate it when cars honk at cars ahead of them for stopping for pedestrians who have the right of way. Or cars that honk at pedestrians just because they're in a crosswalk.
Or cars that honk because they don't like being stuck in traffic, despite the fact that everyone else just left the bars at the same time.
Or people who honk at cars that don't turn right on red fast enough. Especially if there are pedestrians. Or "No right on red" signs.
I hate it when cars honk at cars ahead of them for stopping for pedestrians who have the right of way. Or cars that honk at pedestrians just because they're in a crosswalk.
This happens all the time in my neighborhood. We're in a mixed use zone, so up the street is a strip of nothing but bars, resturaunts, and retail. There are crosswalks at nearly every intersection, yet some people believe that if there's not a light or a stop sign, it's their right of way.
Of course, I'm one of those people who think you should only be able to miss one question on the written to get a licence.
Or don't run a yellow, and they're coming up fast behind you to follow you through and then honk when you stop because dammit, they could have been in the accident too!
Or people who honk at cars that don't turn right on red fast enough.
Oh that drives me batty! Turning right on red is optional! Optional! And when I get beeped at I will sit there until the light turns green and wave happily at the beeper. I'm a brat that way.
I hate it when cars honk at cars ahead of them for stopping for pedestrians who have the right of way. Or cars that honk at pedestrians just because they're in a crosswalk.
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I've been nearly run over more times than I care to think about while crossing in a crosswalk somewhere on the Evil Empire campus.
I am bitchslapping and ignoring my stoopid little voice. Go team cyst!
When do you go back?
July 29. They told me that the doctor will be there to read the results right away, so I'll know the diagnosis that morning.
How have you all resisted the urge to spout "IT'S NOT A TUMAH!!"?