How is it only early afternoon still? I wanna go home.
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Hey Nicole - when I was in BOI, I got to meet with some of the mucky mucks from Denver. I put in a pitiful plea for them to fly me out to Corporate for some additional training. Don't know if it worked, but one of the guys is the assistant controller of the company.
Suh-weet, Suzi!
::crosses fingers, toes, legs and eyes::
What are people doing this weekend?
Trying to evict this snotmonster from my head.
signed,
still at home sick but watching Daily Show re-run, so all is not snotty
but the one that killed me dead was her looking up while holding/unwrapping a yellow box. What a gorgeous face.
Heh. The box was from a book that I got her. The funny thing is that she was so enamored with the box, she didn’t even notice the book!
And, not to trash your worldview, but I gotta agree with earlier assessments - your bro's a hottie.
I know, I’m just in denial I mean, after all, how else did the niece get here. Stork, I tell you!
am ded from the cuteness of Vortex's niece So. Very. CUTE!!! Also, your brother is totally hot and your mother looks exactly like how I had pictured her.
Vortex's niece is adorable.
It's no wonder when her daddy is so hot!
{{{vw}}}
Fay, when you visit Seattle, I will be introducing you to the guy I consider your future spouse. Just so you know.
My plans for the weekend involve Wacky Pagan Bowling (with Fay's future spouse!) tonight, going to the local comic con on Saturday, and updating the Gothic Charm School website somewhere in there. I also want to go thrift shopping, but when do I *not* want to go thrift shopping?
My plans are going to gym and doing weights and yoga tonight, cleaning house, going to movies with friends on Saturday, writing, and driving around in the 2007 Passat which the BF is reviewing on Sunday and doing errands (Trader Joe's for snacks) prepping for my business trip NEXT Sunday.
How, exactly, do you make a cat authentically Civil War-period? Put a little hoop skirt on it? Make it wear a little Union uniform? Huh huh huh??
He looks quite dashing in a waistcoat and vest.
OR...
Is your cat 200 years old?? WITCH! WITCH!! BURN HER!
He's my wee familiar. And, if you try to burn me, he will hurt you. He's got the Glowing Eyes of Doom...