Anne, I too have 'insent' you.
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.
Trudy, I got yours, still haven't gotten Sail's.
Oh! Fruitcake! Insent in a sec, Anne.
I am watching an old Stargate. Ascension with Orlan played so prettily by Sean Patrick Flannery. "Which reminds me, you're going to need a new microwave..."
I totally should be getting stuff together for tonight.
I am crushing on the alien instead...
Cass! GO GET READY!
I'm hoping that'll get *me* moving, also. First party starts in a couple of hours.
But ... but ... cute alien...
He made her an emerald... It's just so crush-worthy.
Okay, I will gather things *and* crush concurrently.
Dinner is ready. Dave, who is always early, is late.
Like pie, fruitcake gone (Sail, I'm assuming you were emailing me to reserve a cake - still haven't gotten the email). Damn, you guys were fast.
"Oh. And you're going to need a new toaster."
I want a cute alien of my very own.
Go forth and primp, Nicole.
my brain is all mbackwards, for a second I thought he crushed her and made HER an emerald