Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
[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.
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.
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.
Ack, Emily, that totally sucks. I hate that (having done it a couple of times already) because you feel awful whether you go or don't go, and you feel awful for just. Wanting. It. Over.
So, Western Kansas then.
Aw, crap. That's a little close for comfort, isn't it? I was thinking Arizona. I like Arizona. It has... sand, and stuff. Also cacti.