I want some narcotics. Damn. Actually, today I need some narcotics.
'Lessons'
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.
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.
Oh, VW, your poor head.
Hey, Bitches? I was wondering if anyone would be interested in doing some sort of care package for -t, once we have an address for her.
It seems like she's had something incredibly crappy happen once a quarter this year, and damn it, she deserves something nice.
Susan, with the job market the way it is, it's possible that a ton of resumes were received for the position you interviewed for. The company is only interviewing a small number of people and YOU were one of them. That's quite impressive.
Also, what Robin said.
{{{vw}}} Pain is blech.
Hey, Bitches? I was wondering if anyone would be interested in doing some sort of care package for -t, once we have an address for her.
Absolutely!
t SPP flings narcotics at the darling bug
MISS CASS, YOU HAVE SOME SHUNNING COMING! I WAS GOING TO SHARE WITH YOU DESPITE YOUR PAST CRIMES!
Oh yeah, count me in.
The giving, not the shunning. I'll stay out of that.
I'm tempted to go the ER, but that would require moving and sitting there most of the night. On the other hand, headache gone.