Aimee keeps a very neat house. She's sort of like a bawdy, profane Heloise.
Everybody plays each other. That's all anybody ever does. We play parts.
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
DavidS - Jul 14, 2005 1:30:50 pm PDT #887 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Ginger - Jul 14, 2005 1:31:36 pm PDT #888 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I have no philosophical stance against ironing, unless you're talking about ironing boxer shorts or jeans. I'm just incompetent.
Topic!Cindy - Jul 14, 2005 1:39:31 pm PDT #889 of 10001
What is even happening?
I love crisply ironed everything. I just don't like to do it, and am only fair to middling about it. Although what I first said originally holds. I'd rather have a perfect cake than a pressed anything. That's truth and I won't deny it.
Aims - Jul 14, 2005 1:47:16 pm PDT #890 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Aimee keeps a very neat house. She's sort of like a bawdy, profane Heloise.
Hee! Thanks, I like that a lot. I'ma steal it.
meara - Jul 14, 2005 1:48:01 pm PDT #891 of 10001
Wahhh! I still feel like utter crap. My throat hurts so much and is so swollen that swallowing gives me a coughing fit, and trying to swallow more than once nearly makes me pass out. This is NOT HAPPY. And that's after trying tylenol, gargling, soup (had about three sips), and starting the penicillin. And I'm all weak and wobbly, partly from the sick and partly from the lack of eating/drinking.
Now to go play catchup...
Cashmere - Jul 14, 2005 1:54:56 pm PDT #892 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Aimee keeps a very neat house. She's sort of like a bawdy, profane Heloise.
And I thought she couldn't get any sexier.
I LOVE crisply ironed shirts. But those come from the cleaners. I'd probably love for someone to put my sheets out on a clothesline and then iron them so they are sweet smelling and unwrinkled but I'm afraid that just isn't going to happen.
libkitty - Jul 14, 2005 2:17:20 pm PDT #893 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
Whenever I see ads for those uber-irons, the kind that cost hundreds of dollars, I am sorely tempted. I think, with an iron like that, ironing would be easy and fun and I would actually do it.
Then I think, who am I kidding.
And buy DVDs instead.
P.M. Marc - Jul 14, 2005 2:19:57 pm PDT #894 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I think we need to pitch in and get Fay a subscription, drat it.
Fay - Jul 14, 2005 2:32:04 pm PDT #895 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Well, I've hatched a Cunning Plan. My Cunning Plan consists of phoning up to add a voice recording; according to the main page, there's a special offer in force at present, whereby the first 200 people to put voice recordings onto their sites get a free subscription. So I've left a very cheesy phone message, which they've received and need to listen to tomorrow to check it's not crude or inappropriate, and then Bob's your uncle! Although nobody will be able to understand a word, because i talkveryfastindeed, as Meara can tell you. Um. Still, insh'allah, subscription.
ChiKat - Jul 14, 2005 2:35:18 pm PDT #896 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
meara, I'm so sorry you feel oogy. I think you need ice cream.
Very cunning plan, Fay!