only if you have to be somewhere
Simon ,'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[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.
Happy New Years, Fay Jay!
Alright, got all gussied up to go (including my new very pretty earrings), peroxided toe, bandaided it up... can barely fit in biggest shoe... cannot step without nearly squealing nebbermind walking on it all night NEBBERMIND dancing. Oy.
Called sister. Bailed. Watching Dick Clark, baby.
Oh and, The Communists invaded just as I was leaving. Fucking Communists. I think I'll send out for Chinese and treat myself to the good drugs.
Oh and, The Communists invaded just as I was leaving. Fucking Communists. I think I'll send out for Chinese and treat myself to the good drugs.
Sending out for more Communists?
It seemed fitting.
If once a month I was in pain because of the flush-water swirling the wrong way or everybody calling me Shelia I supposed I'd send out for something different.
Trudy, my sistah in solitariness! I'm sitting home with my latte and brownie, watching "Hooked on Drugs" on the History Channel. Not taking any, but wishing.
Is it beyond reasonable to be just a tad pissed that after pointing out the tray of brownies I wanted one from, the sales clerk at Starbucks gave me the wrong kind? I mean, it's a very good brownie, but it's not the flavor of brownie I wanted, that my tastebuds craved, nay--demanded! I guess I will have to go drown my sorrows with some of the booze I've got stashed around my house. What should I have? Sherry, Drambuie, Prairie Fume (a smoky white wine), Essencia (an orange liqeur) or should I open the Prosecco to make Kir Royales? Decisions, decisions.
I am consoling myself that I had plans, dammit.
Sister just called back. I actually got a little teary about this shit. Feh.
Oh, when I peroxided the red-pedicured toe the bubbles came out all around the nail -- I bet I lose the sucker.
Simon le Bon is still hot. Nick Rhodes looks pretty much the same.
DRAMBUIE!
Ryan Seacrest is subtly ragging on Paris Hilton. He keeps starting to say something about her and then changes the subject. SO funny. Now I might be forced to like him slightly.
Hee. As you wish, Trudy. I have a feeling this particular Christmas present is not going to last much past the New Year, I've already partaken of one small glass earlier.
It does sound like you might lose the toenail. I've kicked things hard enough to have that happen. And now that toenail is only about half the size it was originally. Wierd.
Essencia (an orange liqeur)
Oh, I haven't had that in ages. In my house it was known as muskrat wine. (It's a muscat).
Ooh, but I'll join you in a glass of drambuie. Maybe draw a bath first.
had a glittery bath. there will be a party later - but being all slow and domestic now.