Crap, Nora! I'm so sorry for your loss. Damn. Had no idea. But I'm utterly chuffed that I got to meet you - yay for that!
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.
I thought that for 2/3 days Matt and I would need one suitcase . ooops.
Congratulations, Debet! Credentialled teacher, wooohooo. I'd trust you to teach my children. If I had any. Don't s'pose you can do anything with the cats?
yay debet , yay aimee
Congratulations, Debetesse!
Congratulations, Debet!
And hey, if you really can do something with cats, give me a call. My psycho kitties are much better than when I first got them, but could still use serious work. I love them, but the meows, oh, the meows.
I am making myself feel better about the raging jealousy towards everyone heading F2Fwards by taking tomorrow off from all work, watching rugby, getting drunk then watching the Eurovision song contest and getting drunker. Gosh that was a long sentence.
In summation - Jars=jealous.
Poor Jars! I'll wave when we get there. How's that?
Aw, thanks vw. That'll definitely make it all better.
In summation - Jars=sarcastic.
Really though, I hope you have a fab time, involving massive amounts of alcohol. That goes for everyone, really.
We will have a fabulous time (although, I won't be drinking at all...stupid meds that make me sick when I drink), and we will also be missing you.