Susan, what Robin said, and double the part about dancing.
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
Hey!
I skimmed. I'm also in Atlanta with Ginger right now! AIFG!
There was no Interstate of Death. Just the Interstate of Mild Boredom. Really there were almost no cars and no problems getting gas.
I'm not axe murdered either. Very uneventful.
And I 've had Indian food for the first time. Very good. Different, and interesting and I'll have to get used to it.
But, I skimmed so I'm not sure what I missed.
((jilli)) and whoever else needs lots of ~ma.
I'm not axe murdered either.
Don't despair! There's still time!
I know, you're up to, what, 70% of petrol prices in Australia! I feel your pain. Wait. Mock. That's what I meant.
It's so not about the absolute price.
Go away until I am more bendy. Your time is wasted right now no matter how impure your intentions...
Fine, I'll just eat all this nice Percocet ALL BY MY SELF
Hey! I'm the one that paged her...
How you doin'?
t batts eyes, offers opiates
Ginger said there's too much red clay to bury me in the back yard. She seems to be assessing other means of disposal.
Maybe she'll find an opening at Dragoncon.
It's so not about the absolute price.ita has my back, though not literally we hope.
Mmmm, narcotics...
I want some narcotics. Damn. Actually, today I need some narcotics.
Can I die, please? Someone, just shoot me and put me out of my misery.
Good things about wine:
yummy * slightly tipsy, floaty feeling * did I mention yummy?
Bad things about wine:
it apparently only takes 1 glass -- with dinner! -- to get me tipsy * vasodilation and the ensuing hot sweatiness * did I mention no freaking tolerance anymore?
Sheesh. I sure am not that 19-year-old drunk anymore.