I'll cope. Learning curve, yup.
Someone kick Aimée.
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I'll cope. Learning curve, yup.
Someone kick Aimée.
Oh, Pete, that blows.
Have some comfort-chocolate? (Or is that only us girls?)
Holy moly! I had no clue!
Apparently I'm tricksy. I live just between UA and Grandview, by the random farmland.
Steph, you live in Cinci, yes?
That sucks Pete. I've been there.
(Or is that only us girls?)
Nope. But I decided to have a scone with jam instead.
Ick. Sorry to hear that, Pete. Also, now I want a scone with jam.
Apparently I'm tricksy. I live just between UA and Grandview, by the random farmland.
Heh. OSU--land grant school. Nice area, definitely. I'm in Bexley, which I usually like except for their code enforcement people.
I am so. hungry.
I'm waiting for a friend to get here so we can get dinner. Really really don't want to wait. I'm get-in-my-belly hungry. I'm Ravenous Bug-Blatter Beast of Traal hungry.
Quick, someone distract me before I eat this placemat!
Jam with scone.
Sorry, wrong distraction, right?
Someone kick Pete. In jello.