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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 know I went to his college graduation... more than three but fewer than six years ago. So not, like, illegal little. But younger.
Sounds totally legal!
I'm so sad I didn't get to see you, and maybe give you a hug (or buy you a drink) in person, Em. But your emotions are totally understandable and hug-worthy, and not evil or bizarre.
{{{Emily}}} What a weekend. At least you're home now.
The Quick Draw McGraw episode of Harvey Birdman is on right now.
{{Emily}} That's a very stressful weekend; you're fully allowed to be small and petty if you want, which you weren't. Take care of yourself, now.
What SailAweigh said.
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I need a baby sling.
If you'd had one last weekend, we could have taken Harvey to the Ren. Faire. I bet he'd have enjoyed it.
Or maybe not, there were a large number of dogs around.
My Emily is sleeping...hopefully soundly after the awful two nights in a hotel bed. I wish I could just let her sleep all day, but she left me a note asking me to wake her at 8. Poor thing. She needs a rest from her weekend.
Toto is lying next to me on the papasan right now. His tummy is gurgling...probably because he was eating grass and whatnot on our walk. Silly boy.
Bastet must be with her mom, as she's not out here in the living room. I hope she's being all cuddly and sweet and not bitey and bratty.
Now that you have the update on all of our resident Buffistas :)... I must get back to the homework.
Oh, but quick, before that, I FINALLY heard back from my Independent Study professor. Maybe I'll finally start getting somewhere with that again.
{{Emily}} I hope the sleep was peaceful.
Brendon Jr is in full meltdown mode because I won't let him play basketball before school. They open the gym 1-1/2 hours before school. He is having ISSUES with all his classes and I let him know the grades will improve before he gets to play. All out screaming. He insists I just love to see him in pain. I'm the meanest mom ever. Parenting sucks.
Pisses me off really because his tests are all A's. It is the 0's for assignments that bring down the grades.