Oh, and also, my hair is bright red now.
I'm so evil and... skanky. And I think I'm kinda gay.
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Pix - Nov 04, 2005 7:22:11 pm PST #2857 of 10003
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
P.M. Marc - Nov 04, 2005 7:25:49 pm PST #2858 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Oh, and also, my hair is bright red now.
PICTURES!
A drink of wine a week? Not even noticeable.
You know, I'd fully planned on having a drink of wine or two in my third trimester. Sadly, with the two BP meds I was on, that was out of the picture.
Deena - Nov 04, 2005 7:51:52 pm PST #2859 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Oh, and also, my hair is bright red now.
I'm having a hard time picturing that. I bet it's sassy.
Pix - Nov 04, 2005 7:57:40 pm PST #2860 of 10003
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Pictures have been taken but are now trapped on a secure digital card in Drew's camera. We don't have a card reader handy.
It's very different and weird, Deena, but I think also a bit sassy! I luvre it.
sj - Nov 04, 2005 8:07:00 pm PST #2861 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
when you talk to me, I will pretend to be Kara.
Bwah! Hearting Kara.
Much ~ma to your dad, meara.
Yay for red hair, Kristin!
ETA: Much ~ma to the Dread Beastie.
billytea - Nov 04, 2005 9:13:54 pm PST #2862 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
And, yes, people metabolize differently and that synergistic effect can be brutal and lethal. But there was a chance to flounce I'm flouncing.
Flouncy Cass! t starts Mexican wave
It's really rather amazing that any of us were ever born able to breathe or speak.
Wait, you were born able to speak? t renewed respect for Cassiepowers
She could bend your ear, at length, about US women being scared out of their panties for no good reason.
So that's how it happens. Huh.
Oh, and also, my hair is bright red now.
Serious? Pictures must be produced.
Oh, and in other news:
Announcement: AS and I have decided to do the friends thing.
Analysis: Lock up your daughters!
Here endeth the Wally Report.
Cass - Nov 04, 2005 9:41:33 pm PST #2863 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Flouncy Cass has left the building. She has been replaced by synergistic Cass.
After all of my flouncing, I had half a glass of wine and half an Ambien in roughly the same 90 minute spread. This is not the problem.
I also ate an eclair.
Doing multiple lines of coke off of a hooker's ass would be better for my heart... Sheesh.
Kids should not be able to sell this stuff for their schools. It's really much worse than crack. It is also way too grossly sweet, which is the greater evil for me.
Billytea, how lovely to see you. Are you good with the being friends? I think you deserve evervy possible happiness in the world. Immediately.
Kristin, wants pictures...
World, wants stable heartbeat so I can snooze.
Deena - Nov 04, 2005 10:36:10 pm PST #2864 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
AS and I have decided to do the friends thing.
Boo! Unless that's the best for you both, and then yay, I suppose, but dang, I was enjoying the wallyness of the wally report.
Well, anyway, do something else entertaining then, please? Though, I will likely have to read about it later as I must get some sleep now.
(In all seriousness, I hope you are comfortable with this and not depressed. Somewhere out there is the perfect, echidna-loving woman. We just have to find her.)
billytea - Nov 04, 2005 10:58:17 pm PST #2865 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Doing multiple lines of coke off of a hooker's ass would be better for my heart... Sheesh.
Yeah, but it probably wouldn't do mine any favours.
(In all seriousness, I hope you are comfortable with this and not depressed. Somewhere out there is the perfect, echidna-loving woman. We just have to find her.)
Yeah, I'm fine with it. There were just way too many differences - what we liked to do, talk about, eat etc. I think we'd both reached the same conclusion by a couple of weeks back, but the Phillip Island thing was for her birthday and I didn't want to cancel that on her. Then it was justy a matter of the next time we'd see each other to talk it over. I think both of us are basically relieved that we're on the same page.
Anyway, I'm still going bushwalking with her tomorrow, so things can't be too bad.
I think I'm going to wait until after Christmas before I make any serious efforts to find someone else. Give me some time to integrate my exercise program into my schedule, clear the dining table debt and take care of a couple of things.
Volans - Nov 05, 2005 1:25:48 am PST #2866 of 10003
move out and draw fire
I'm still going bushwalking with her tomorrow
Good euphemism!
And good luck with the post-Christmas re-wallying.
{{{Beast-ma}}}
I woke up with the first stirrings of a UTI at 4:00am. So I walked to the embassy with Mal on my back to get cranberry juice and find out where the duty pharmacy is. Now I have to go get an antibiotic and antispasmodic.
Anything to avoid the emergency room, which is where I've ended up the last two times. I would rather have a root canal, a broken leg, or give birth sans drugs than have a UTI. And I'm not exaggerating.