Good on you, Aimee. I think that's exactly what you should have done.
'Objects In Space'
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.
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.
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.
Pictures! I need pictures!
(And have fun! They put on a wonderful show here in Seattle.)
Oh Jilli, thanks to you and Plei, I'm am becoming a convert to Aromaleigh, at least their mineral foundation.