Pangs is the Thanksgiving episode. And now, I know you're one UnAmerican who will always remember Thanksgiving.
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.
Timelies!
Poor Stephanie!
I just went to Starbucks for a nice morning treat and ended up giving a little quilting lesson to the girl behind the counter. It was much fun, and a nice way to start the day.
Hi Bitches!
I have done close to no Christmas shopping and I just realized that Christmas is in, like, a week. This cannot be good.
Lilty, I'm SO with you! The Internet is being attacked today.
Ok, I had breakfast three hours ago, why am I hungry again?
Also I am extremely disappointed in myself today, as I tried on pants that had been so baggy this time last year that I had converted the waistband into a drawstring waist. They were tight. Everywhere. Ick.
I want to stab my fat with a fork.
I want to stab my fat with a fork.
Stab mine, too. I have lots of self-hate towards my body these days.
Which didn't, of course, stop me from having lobster ravioli in cream sauce at my work Xmas dinner last night. Oh, and cannoli.
I have lots of self-hate towards my body these days.
I'll join this party. I pretty much live in jammie pants and stretchy skirts these days. It's not pretty.
I too gorged myself on yummy Italian food at the work Holiday party. Yum. Yum. Yum. Mmmmmm...cannoli! And cheesecake! (yes. I had both.)
In TMI land, anyone ever cough so hard they push out a tampon? Not fun, I'll tell you.
Does stabbing help? Nothing else seems to.
vw, that's....impressive TMI. Though I would suggest it was just a sign that you needed to change it, rather than being a sign of an uber-cough.
I have, vw. I'm with you in the not fun opinion.