Wow, Hec, can't even imagine.
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.
Did you eat the chocolate absinthe bar yet, Jilli? I was curious how that would taste.
I forgot to tell you! That chocolate absinthe bar you sent me is the same one as the one I tried in Vienna last fall and fell in love with. The chocolate is really good quality - very dark and rich - and the absinthe flavor really does taste like absinthe, and not just aniseed.
Good on you, Aimee. I think that's exactly what you should have done.
Hell, Aims, I ate two bags of Halloween candy, and I didn't have NEARLY the week you did. Sounds perfectly ok.
Aimee, when my step-grandfather died, I lit into the maple bars like whoa.
Also, I drank enough tea to piss rivers, and crocheted a lot, but the stuffing myself silly with sugar is the important part, so go, Halloween candy!
Anyone want to write my lab report?
{{{{Jilli}}}}
I am off to see Bauhaus, thanks to a lovely friend who knew that I am in need of distracting. I am all appropriately gothed-up.
Am home, am exhausted, have paper to write. Send chocolate.
I had no idea Bauhaus was still around.
Maybe they emerge from the demimonde to rescue Bitches in need. They can go to Seattle next, if Jilli requires.