oh, sure, be all reasonable and balanced and spoil my grumpy fun.
t shakes fist at clouds
How's your condo coming along?
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
[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.
oh, sure, be all reasonable and balanced and spoil my grumpy fun.
t shakes fist at clouds
How's your condo coming along?
It's 65 and sunny here, and there are islands. Med, not Carib, but still...
Sick of this boring town way before May. Total cabin fever and no real outlet for it. And I'm draining my writing brain by leaning on it to make up for my lack of...you know, a life.
How's your condo coming along?
Great! there's a big hole in the ground, with lots of cheery yellow contruction equipment. They are starting to shore up the sides of the hole, and they have replaced the windows in the building that is being renovated. If anyone is curious, the website is here
Great! there's a big hole in the ground, with lots of cheery yellow contruction equipment.
Heh. That's the spirit!
That looks fab, Vortex. Can't wait till you get to show us the real thing.
Heh.
Happy day-after-Mardi-Gras, y'all. I am tired like woah. I love my nabe and my people. That is all....
Great! there's a big hole in the ground, with lots of cheery yellow contruction equipment.
Please tell me I'm not the only one whose brain went to:
The word bulldozer wandered through his mind for a moment in search of something to connect with.
The bulldozer outside the kitchen window was quite a big one.
He stared at it.
"Yellow," he thought and stomped off back to his bedroom to get dressed.
Morning, All.
edited to fix wonky formatting.
Pancake! I'm totally craving pancakes now. And I don't even like pancakes that much.
Had SUCH an awesome dinner last night- it's been 2 years since we got engaged! (though that's not why we went out, we didn't realize that till we sat down).
Aw. Happy engagementversary, Nora. I'm glad you had a good evening with yum dinner.
I'm so confused right now because I rcv'd a bill from a law office stating that I owed $30 each for two parking violations from... 1996!! EIGHT YEARS AGO! By now there's no way I can find any proof of whether I paid them (or not). Is that even legal?
I just ate my leftovers (brick pressed chicken with mushrooms and pan fried gnocchi) and am so sad that the meal is finally done. I want to write to the chef and tell him he rocks and I will no longer need to cook at home.
They also had a cured meat platter (prociutto, capricola, salami, etc) with chunks of parmesano reggiano and bruscetta which was to die for yum.