Hec, that's great. Not having a stroke = always the best option.
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.
That's actually the usual order. Late afternoon gelato (when I get one) and early evening martini.
Get outta my head!
Oh, I'm so giddily happy. Mutual martinis this evening, possibly?
Yay, Hec!
Mutual martinis this evening, possibly?
Maybe at home. I'm too tired. Just want to have some televisual comfort viewing and let my heart return to it's regularly scheduled ba-dump-bump-bump.
Mutual martinis this evening, possibly?
Color me goofy, but now I picture a scene from a Bond movie, with Hec as Bond, James Bond, and JZ as the sexiest femme fatale in the history of movies. Fabulous clothes, witty repartee, and good liquor. Huh. Sounds like an F2F.
More chill, I suspect, like Nick and Nora.
I'm now ready for pictures of Teppy's and vw's new haircuts.
Clearly you missed the post where I said I was Alfalfa.
That's great news, Hec!
Could I get some general job and motivation~ma, please? I have a very real shot of being hired at a company I like, but it's by no means a guarantee, and it wouldn't happen until January if it happens at all.
I am getting very, very tired of living with all this uncertainty. I never thought I was that much of a control freak until all this came up.
We're both too weary for Bond or Nick & Nora. This is more our style, if you turn the lady's head the other way so they're both looking in the same direction, at a TV show with last night's Colbert Report.