Yeah, dang Cass. It's almost time for the EST crew to start showing up at work.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
- Slight* case of being over stressed.
I am watching some "technical" look at Butch and the Sundance Kid. Basically? Yelling at my tv for showing stupid and wrong science.
Though I am kinda tired right now, so will likely sleep for a while. It's just kinda sad to still be up when the Other Coast wakes up. Or when the sun comes up.
* waves hello to Cass *
Hi, Anne!
I am supposed to be sleeping. Shhhh, my awake can be a secret.
CASS!
ANNE!
Cass, if you weren't asleep, I would ask if I was missing a post of yours, here. But I can't. I mean. Clearly. You're asleep.
CINDY!
VW!
VW!!
CINDY!!
I'M NOT TALKING TO HER BECAUSE SHE'S ASLEEP CASS!!
Good to see the three two of you this fine a.m.
Edit: Oooh! And GINGER!! too!
Clearly.
It was back here: Cass "Spikes Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure." Apr 17, 2006 6:50:43 pm PDT
I kinda had a meltdown. Have. Am having. Whichever.