'Dirty Girls'
[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.
I'ma little sleepy and a lot tipsy, but I have not had a good evening.
But, whatever. At least the person who threw my evening out of whack is prone enough to doing that shit that I wasn't counting on it working out or anything, right?
Yeah, that's all I got. Though I do wish I had more wine.
wine makes everything just a little easier.
think I will be taking my little baby dvd plyer to bed and watch more alias.
ps - love cj's haircut.
Hey David!
Wine has made much a lot easier.
Had dinner with Pamela which was delightful. She is quite the amazing person.
After dinner (Pamela just barely survived Hodgkin's twice, I just prefer not to tell her my young cousin is dying) talked with uncle Priestly about life and things. We grabbed a bottle of wine and chatted for a while in a lounge-y area off of the lobby. Twas nice.
Step-mom is reeling. But all I can do is call and be there for her on the phone as there is no way to change my flights past just buying new ones.
Oh. And tried to explain b.org and its pretend like to my uncle. Dude, that was one glass too many obviously if I thought that was going to go well. I 'splained the heathens (including some of the very devout) to the priest. ... Special hell.
Hey brenda! Are you in the scotch yet?
I think those Teddy Girl styles would work beautifully on you. You need: (a) clutch bag; (b) perspex handled brolly; (c) cameo broach on top of your string tie; (d) coolie hat; (e) hair combed back in luxuriant waves (Not a problem for you. Or meara for that matter.)
see... its like a club with just one meeting a year... um, or an alumni group who just never went to college together... with tiaras. and porn. and glitter.
Heh. Yeah, I've had that conversation.
Cass, I hope that black cloud moves away from your vicinity soon. Too much shit. Sounds like Portland might be a good way to escape it. Glad to hear Pamela is doing well, though.
Hey brenda! Are you in the scotch yet?
Close. I went for the Crown Royal. Which is low enough to remind me that I haven't been to Canada in too long.
Which I'm thinking I might take a weekend up in Ottawa soon - and then I remember. I finally scheduled a goddamn root canal for this week. By the time it's done (root canal, post and core - whatever the hell that is, and crown) it's going to cost me over two grand. The fuck? God damn I would give anything for dental insurance right now.