Please tell me you are doing this. Please.
Mebbe.
Buffy ,'Potential'
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Please tell me you are doing this. Please.
Mebbe.
Ugh. I am still cold-ed. Spent all day teaching in this snotty, raspy-voiced, tired fug.
Am now home in a sarong. Waiting for butter to soften so I can amek grilled cheese and tomato soup.
I dreamt two nights ago about rattlensnakes biting my legs and me snapping their necks, while 2 other smaller rattlers started to bite me. WTF? And last night, I dreamed all night about being sick at work all day. Then, I was sick at work all day. SUCKAGE.
I got popped once by a boyfriend when I was 17. I slapped him back, drove off and made him walk home. He apologized at school the next day a, then sniped "But you shouldn't have made me walk home!"
I told him he was lucky I hadn't ripped his nuts off and sliced them up for breakfast. Never hit me again. OR bitched about walking home that night. He was plenty shitty to me in other ways, but he was my first encounter with males, and I was pretty naive.
Jen, I'm so glad your op went ok!!! Here's hoping for good news!
Laura! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!
(late -- sorry. I blame the snot.)
Teppy's Love Weasel! I love it. I hear Pauly Shore saying it in my head.
Whoot! I got an actual estimated not-at-all-guaranteed we-pulled-the-number-out-of-our-ass price based on me-saying-what-furniture-items-I-had for moving! I am so happy. If I can get one more of these and they colluded to keep the numbers kinda sorta the same? I could pretty much ditch the idea of calling and comparing moving companies. Because I will pay extra for never talking to a human obviously.
He was plenty shitty to me in other ways, but he was my first encounter with males, and I was pretty naive.I think a lot of us are pretty glad we aren't who we were at 17 anymore.
wrod.
I think it's time to stop crafting. I just cut my hand with the rotary cutter. I'm not doing so well today.
vw! It's a clear sign. Go play in traffic; it's obviously safer.
Let's do that phone chat thing later, m'kay?
Because I will pay extra for never talking to a human obviously.
This just may be tricky...
vw! It's a clear sign. Go play in traffic; it's obviously safer.
Or, stay and play with us - whichever.
I'm not safe! I bite!
Grr. Woof.
Oh, I wanted to second cass (and anybody else) on the self-defense/Martial Arts gig. I only got to Blue Belt in Karate and Yellow Sash in Kung Fu (and am currently adrift in a sea of possibilities for what's next). I am under no delusions that I'm terribly formidable. I'm sure ita could damage me with a hard look. But. I walk with more confidence, I feel more powerful. And though I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have time to do "Form 1" (or whatever) on any assailant, I'm also pretty sure that I have the tools to get myself out of trouble in some fashion.
Plus, it was pretty good for toning. IJS.
Mebbe.
You gotta!
I'm not safe! I bite!
Heh. That's so much more ferocious than, "I impale my ass by sitting on knives!"