'Heart Of Gold'
[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.
You've admitted in the past, though, that you don't always pick up on "I want to shag you" signals.
Who does, though?
However, in scenarios where *I* want to be shagged, and pursue that angle, I usually end up giving up. If he doesn't try to bed me within the first 48 hours of flirting with me, the scenario flatlines beyond my capability to resuscitate.
Aimee, what, no sceptor?
I forgot it.
I will have it this evening when we are trick or treating.
Hey - aren't you at Mouseland?
We are in traffic. Suuuurrrprise.
lol.
Well, what time are you guys leaving the park? We plan to take Em trick or treating but I do want Jilli and Pete to come by and see the Pink Cuthulu and hang for a bit. And anyone else who wants come as well.
Candy Corn:
Also, I am wearing my grey plaid gothy overall dress with fishnets and boots.
The boots are more about being able to go on all of the rides at Disneyland.
And just when you think the work shitstorm couldn't get any more sewage-laden, my cow orker, the one who has been de facto in charge of the Document From Hell, announced that she's getting a divorce.
I need a new job. One that doesn't make me sick. One that won't crash my car, or make me feel three feet thick.
Honestly, no idea. I'm coming back earlier than they are—I have about six hours of grading to do tonight. Drew is going to be working late, but we may be able to work something out. Have you called Jilli's cell? Probably would be a good idea.
I need a new job. One that doesn't make me sick. One that won't crash my car, or make me feel three feet thick.
If only there were more drugs involved with work. Filing on acid would undoubtedly improve the experience.
I need a job I need a job I need a GOOD JOB
I need a job I need a job that pays
I need a job I need a job I need a GOOD JOB
One that satisfies....
My artistic needs!