It's like our mission statement. Or it should be.
(I am a posting fool because I am putting off finishing getting my ass together. Stop me.)
[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.
It's like our mission statement. Or it should be.
(I am a posting fool because I am putting off finishing getting my ass together. Stop me.)
Tried the usual things?
The ambien is starting to work maybe.
I may take tomorrow off. This sleep deficit is killing me.
I thought it was just an excellent typo.
Legal papers signed for C (who was stumping for a new board nickname, btw), and they will be filed tomorrow. We will know in a week or two if we get temp guardianship, and will have a court date for the full guardianship in a couple of months.
Big sigh.
I thought it was just an excellent typo.Well sure. If you want to take all of the poetry out of it.
Not knowing the original meaning, craxy in my brain translates to crack/crazy in my head.
Legal papers signed for C (who was stumping for a new board nickname, btw)Whoot. What shall we call C? Were new ideas proferred?
Not knowing the original meaning, craxy in my brain translates to crack/crazy in my head.Cause you have poetry in your soul. Or perhaps I just have adrenaline in my veins.
Whoot. What shall we call C? Were new ideas proferred?
C-biscuit?
C tried out Choo and Chew and Chewy. All were soundly rejected by the adults present.
Gift for my uncle who will also be in Portland: How to Dress for Every Occasion by The Pope.
He's kinda a priest. Figure he could use the tips.