No, conSUMing. As in, comestibles. Well, such comestibles as will fit in a sippy cup.
Well, sure. She has to keep up her strength to fight the crowds at the mall.
[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.
No, conSUMing. As in, comestibles. Well, such comestibles as will fit in a sippy cup.
Well, sure. She has to keep up her strength to fight the crowds at the mall.
Hah! I've had that grandma. But I hated her so I didn't care when she bitched.
How lame am I? It's 10:30 on a Friday night, and I'm glad because that means it's no longer too early to go to sleep.
[Um, I mentioned the wine, right?]This is the stage we are at. Also with the fireplace crackling.
exBF left for work and said he'd see us in the morning. Told him I hated being a sure thing. Told me I shouldn't hang out with his wife then. Yeah, we are having wine and there is fire, this is going to be an overnight kind of thing.
Perkins! Go sleepy...
Yay wine!
Good night. Hung out with my fellow-damaged, we made jokes about the collective pathos being enough to sink a small cruise ship, but it was nice and safe and loving and good. I didn't get much packing done, but I got organized....
Yay for good night, J.
Good nights are good.
We have fire, wine and I found Squeakaboo pictures.
Good night.
Multiple Nip/Tucks are ... disconcerting. Even if I have seen them all so far.
Heh. You sound like me when I watched two seasons of OZ in a weekend. I was fucked up for like two weeks later.