'Out Of Gas'
[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.
Emily, you're going through a lot right now. Take care of yourself, and don't pressure yourself, either.
Be nicer if it weren't blowing grit in my eyes at the bus stop and the like.When I've been out today, I've worn my sunglasses. It's helped some.
And in my mouth.
Please don't give me a set up like that when I like you so much. *g*
Em - I just left a message with the office. No on answered.
Please don't give me a set up like that when I like you so much. *g*
Oh come on, pull the trigger. You can't waste a straight line.
I just don't have time to date, and I'm not sure I have much inclination, either.
This pretty much accounts of the not-dating then. I cannot imagine anybody finding you less than beguiling.
I can still get a fight.
Ms. Bug is feeling feisty.
Hey, Erin! Are you Not!Broke yet?
I am still Catching Up, but I am no longer unable to pay for the basics. I even sprung for a $12 TV antenna last night so I can get fuzzy yet watchable main channels.
Go team me.
Ms. Bug is feeling feisty.
No, I'm just typing while under the influence of sleepiness. Very different.
I have no advice, but best wishes Emily.
Oh come on, pull the trigger. You can't waste a straight line.
There were too many choices, and I was like unto a deer caught in the headlights.
I cannot imagine anybody finding you less than beguiling.
You haven't seen my latest shitty dye job. Which is comforting, in a way. In the world of invisible friends, I'm still skinny and lovely-haired.
Of course, I don't have to go to DC for the weekend. I could go to Kansas and join the family waiting rather impatiently for my grandmother to just die already. Cause that sounds cheery as all get-out. Maybe I'll just run away to the desert and build a hut somewhere. Hermit life sounds good.
Go, team Bastard.
I totally read this as "Go, team Batard" when I first read it, which took me to "Batard out of Carolina" when I went back to try and understand. Which made me laugh.
BATARD OUT OF CAROLINA - the harrowing story of immigrant bread makers in the Deep South.
Hermit life sounds good.
So, Western Kansas then.