Hey Maria!
Remember my Weasel Boss? She quit the firm for another job. Today was her last day. Pffft. She didn't like working for LA Boss.
[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.
Hey Maria!
Remember my Weasel Boss? She quit the firm for another job. Today was her last day. Pffft. She didn't like working for LA Boss.
Tipsy Maria!
Sorella!
sj!!! And Hec!! And Cass!! I'm sorry for all of the various shit that's hit your lives lately.
And I think I'm beyond tipsy and teetering on the verge of full-blown drunk. Garlic-stuffed olives can do that to you.
MARIA!
Kristin! You need to email me your cell number again. I wanted to call and make you giggle, but the fact that I had no digits made that difficult.
You are too cute. 'K, I'll send them to you again. Don't call tonight, though, I'm already in bed. Nasty cold that won't go away.
Hey Maria!
I'm listening to The Wishing Song as sung by Gonzo from the Muppets. It's so sweet. I'm such a sap sometimes.
Argh! I'm going to be cereal posting for the rest of the evening....
PERKINS!!!!!!!
Yup, still inebriated.
Inebriated Maria is adorable.