awwww, billytea. Yay!
'Shindig'
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.
we've had more than one verbal sparring match
But....weren't you saying the other day that you *didn't* like this? Or did I misunderstand?
In good news, my mother's only question on receiving the "I'm GAY" letter was "Well then why do you read those awful trashy romance novels?".
Good that she reacted so well. Though extra points if she'd realized that awful trashy romance novels aren't limited to opposite-sex couples.
(I thought it was that he did enjoy the verbal sparring matches, so long as they weren't the only setting available for discourse.)
But....weren't you saying the other day that you *didn't* like this? Or did I misunderstand?
Fay has the right of it. I really need someone who'll challenge me some of the time, but not most of the time. We have to relax into each other too.
Well, honestly. Billytea and AS are, like, way cuter than me and Daniel.
Hey! I beg to differ!
Well, I guess I agree, so not so much with the differ.
I beg though.
Coworker just said I was the weirdest person she had ever met.
OTOH? She's around 20. Probably sheltered.
Awwww...love the billytea recaps!
Someone smack me and tell me to stop taking on projects! Last night was the first meeting of my afghan group. Somehow I walked out of there with the task of finding the cheapest yarn. I've been on the phone and Internet all morning looking at stuff. Ugh. Now it looks like I'm heading to Northampton today to buy yarn. What fun!
Maybe if I bitch about this to everyone, it will make me feel better? I don't know.
There's recently been drama (What is it with you girls and your girly-girl drama?) among my friends that I've had no active part in, but, being on the sidelines, I was caught in the middle, and I had to choose a side. Turns out the friend I didn't side with had been "neutral" on me for quite some time, apparently. To the point where when I became good friends with the friend I chose, she had thanked her for "keeping me occupied." And, as a final note of fun, this friend was the second girl I fell in unrequited love with and was responsible for the best makeout I ever had (outside! in the grass!). She was basically the reason I moved here. At least she gave me some new friends and a lot of great music.
Coworker just said I was the weirdest person she had ever met.
I'm thinking she hasn't met very many people at all.