Gotta love the good friends part.
OK, now I'm imagining a fun fun game to play at the drag show...120 drag kings, me in the middle, spinning around...;)
::bats eyes all innocently::
Why I never thought of *that* before now...
Gee, me either. Its not like I have some elaborate mental image of them all in various leather ensembles with our meara in the middle in The red dress. Or maybe she's in the leather drag and they're all dressed preppie and on their hands and knees begging to be the first to meet her whip. Or its like strip drag king and whomever spinning meara is pointing to when she opens her eyes has to remove something.
Nothing like that.
One of those friends of mine still lives in our hometown, and it's amazing to hear her talk about the people she runs into all the time. A whole hell of a lot of people I graduated with are still in town.
Mom still lives in the town as does T (at least for another month or so), and I can't go anywhere without seeing someone from high school and having to answer the ever so awkward, "What are you doing?". I am very happy to be moving another 45 minutes away.
Mom and one of her closest friends helped me move more stuff today. We put curtains up and unpacked some more stuff into the kitchen. It is really starting to look like home. Then I went by T's on the way home and saw the nephews for a bit.
I got roofied at my 10th. I was there with two of my best friends who realized what was happening and took care of me. I think I will skip the 20th...
I am glad you had friends there to watch out for you.
Dress A.
meara, that's for real?
What, the Baby got Book? i have NO idea what it's for, but it cracked me up.
The Spin-the-meara is only in my imagination (and apparently, several other peoples') sadly!
I do like the spin, point, strip version. Though kissing really also needs to be involved...
If you want to infect me with dress A, Perkins, I'll take the shot willingingly.
I've been to about half my class reunions. I missed my 30th last year, not that I particularly cared. I went to the 20th and 25th and decided that all the snobby ones were still snobs and that all my friends were still my friends.
ION, I got no news.
So, um, the boy I called on Tuesday and left a message? He called back last night and we talked for almost 2 hours. Nice boy.
Go you and the nice boy talkage.
I forgot to say: Go, Chikat! Good for you for making the call.
Go Team Nice Boy!
I do like the spin, point, strip version. Though kissing really also needs to be involved...
Hmm... either you kiss them instead of point or you point, but the kiss is a reward for the strippage. Better the strip, better the kiss.
Mmm. This may indeed give me nice dreams for bedtime. I *like*....heck, I enjoy spinning around anyway! And spinning and making them strip and then kiss me? Yeah, I could get into that. :)
G'night, y'all, I think it's time for my bunk bed.