Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
[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 sort of make it a point to visit McDonald's in every country (if they have one)...it's my own personal Big Mac Index. Here they've got a McGreek (which is the McDonald's version of souvlaki and to be avoided), espresso, an interesting seafood menu for Lent, and of course, the Artery Buster Parfait.
Did I mention a couple weeks ago that I got caterpillared? Broke out all over with something like chicken pox? These are the little bastards: [link]
Job~ma, Stephen!
Er, temp~ma, for askye. Or possibly sense of the appropriate~ma for the temp. Whatever gets him to keep his side of public phone conversations to, "Uh-huh."
My mom's back in the hospital. The new (and allegedly improved) round of chemo led to [clinical ick]copious vomiting and the medical folks are worried about dehydration and the like. Probably nothing serious, but it's not like unexpected hospitalizations are ever happy things.
Suz! How are you?
I just ran out of foundation this morning and I couldn't find the same kind at Walgreen's the last time I looked. I hope I don't have to search for new base.
Raq, those creepy crawlies gave me the heebie jeebies.
Calli, health~ma to your mom
Er, temp~ma, for askye. Or possibly sense of the appropriate~ma for the temp. Whatever gets him to keep his side of public phone conversations to, "Uh-huh."
This.
I just bought five foundations, three eyeshadows and two lip things. I adore samples! Even samples that I pay for.
you know I used to so blase about bugs. but heaps of catapillars... ugh.
and that temp needs to smacked with a clue stick.
beth, I don't know whether to feel sad for you, or envy you, so I'm kind of doing both
I am feeling some pity for future me ... that still won't be able to go out in the garden an play because I need to do some indoor work.
Health-ma to Calli's mom.
Did I mention a couple weeks ago that I got caterpillared? Broke out all over with something like chicken pox? These are the little bastards:Am I seeing the photo right. Are they they long line (backwards L) that at first might be mistaken for a wire or cable of some kind?
Regardless, and unrelatedly, I want a fried oldstyle McDonald's pie now, possibly cherry.
My running around just got cut in half by the best (no lie, no sarcasm) mother from our local elementary school. I shall rise up and call her blessed.
Calli, I'm sorry your mom's chemo is giving her such a hard time. I hope they get her over the hump, soon.
Thanks, y'all.
I want pie now, too. But then, I usually want pie on some level.