I fear lots of things. I fear my love of the vroom vroom noise. I fear the months I have to wait until I can in clear conscience watch for the checkers. But mostly I'm afraid of walking out of here and never feeling again the way I feel when I'm with YOU t /Baby Houseman-Castroneves
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.
I fear the months I have to wait until I can in clear conscience watch for the checkers.Nah, end of March and then beginning of April for the American series and F1 is only three weeks away. It's getting close, bay-bee.
And you can try just a little taste of Nascar while you wait. First race is free...
Don't. You. DARE.
I'm just saying if you happened to be watching that Olympics thing on NBC tomorrow and left the tv on... There might be vroom vroom. Maybe some pit stops. A few flags... Nobody would have to know.
I could just forget to turn off the TV...
Will you post my bail if the New Yorker Taste Brigade drag me off to the tombs?
Gronk - I am NOT sick. Nope, not happening.
I might.
Oh, MG. So sorry that your body is playing tricks on you and pretending to be sick even if it is totally faking it. Can we smite some bugs for you?
I took K-Bug shopping last night and it hurt to swallow. I slammed some theraflu and chloroceptic - now I just feel like I've been hit by a mack truck - but I CAN swallow.
On the good side - K-Bug drove on the freeway again, her second venture, and we bought her prom dress...it is gorgeous!
Thanks for the advice, everyone. Steph, Andi is at work for a few more hours, sigh.
Well, I went out and shut off my car, and went back in to get more clothes on. I then drove to the grocery store a block away to get some supplies...and cheese!
I did stop after I finished bandaging my foot to clean up after myself, including taking Hydrogen Peroxide and paper towels to remove the blood on the bedroom carpet.
You poor, poor, conscientious thing. I hope the heel doesn't hurt too badly.