I have every intention of getting Tickybox a t-shirt that reads 'Weapons-Grade Cute'.
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Cuties, cuties, cuties! Too many cuties!
Also, evil, evil, evil. That's what not being able to take your allergy medicine is. (I have allergy testing tomorrow and can't take it for five days previously. It must have just finally worked its way out of my system, 'cause I'm all sniffly and miserable.)
Go Hec and JZ. Yay for Halloweenie.
So, our new co-worker started today. She's really quiet. I'm kinda freaking out.
Show her some porn. That should loosen her up.
Hmmm... good plan.
Flash her.
Don't want to scare her.
Considering that I rarely drink coffee, there are way the hell too many coffee-splatters on my monitor.
I could be napping right now. Why am I awake, again?