Go easy on the roofies, there, Cindy.
'Hell Bound'
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.
I'm not sure he'd need to be conscious.
No, consciousness is required, because the smile just isn't the same without it.
I'm not sure he'd need to be conscious.
I hear it's much better when they are, especially if they're a guy and you're not.
Go easy on the roofies, there, Cindy.
You were a lot more fun before you got married. Square.
No, consciousness is required, because the smile just isn't the same without it.
Required != preferred.
Go easy on the roofies, there, Cindy.
Bwah!
I still get an electric thrill when he appears in that doorway, saying, "I'd like to test that theory." So. damn. sexy.
the smile just isn't the same without it
The faintly wicked, knowing smile.
And now I"m listening to OMWF. Mmmm.
Having listened to "Nightmare Before Christmas" right before OMWF, I'm getting the feeling that Joss is a Danny Elfman fan.
As, of course, are all right thinking people.
Just called the doctor's office. They took down my information but couldn't guarantee they'd get back to me today because "things are really crazy around here."
If I didn't like my NP so much--I've been following her around every time she changes practices, and am on my fourth different clinic with her--I'd look for a new clinic because the organization of this one annoys me so badly. They don't have an option where you can leave a message with a nurse for health advice, and their billing system is the most chaotic I've encountered yet.
Must dig up MusicFE... The French is The Hot, though. Susan, wrod, on the "Stupid body...we *have* to". May that always be temporary for you because for me, it's life. And isn't it just as much fun as it sounds?! More. But I get to be a sexless Special Spirit for my troubles, so it all works...no, wait.
I could use some ~ma. So depressed today. Dragging myself out of bed was next to impossible. I think it is just a bad combination of being exhausted and having killer cramps, but I am headed to school in a minute and I feel today is just going to suck. Don't want to move.