Willow ,'Potential'
[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.
P-C, insent.
Backflung.
Thankfully Christian Kane is singing to me (YES, JUST TO ME), so I can calm down a bit.
He's in your office with a microphone and guitar? Cool!
This is the best fake birthday for someone else's scheduling convenience EVAR!
Beating out the Great Fake Birthday for Someone Else's Scheduling Convenience of '72.
Thankfully Christian Kane is singing to me (YES, JUST TO ME), so I can calm down a bit.
He's in your office with a microphone and guitar? Cool!
If he was, do you think I'd be bothering to post with y'all? Hell, do you think I'd leave him alone long enough to let him to sing?
Hey guys, how's it...guh! Christian Kane with a microphone and guitar?
thunk
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...I know that I had something to say, but I've no idea what it was.
If he was, do you think I'd be bothering to post with y'all? Hell, do you think I'd leave him alone long enough to let him to sing?
Honey, I feel confident that you could make him make all manner of exultant sounds.
...I was going to chime in on the whole 'P-C, dude, I really don't think guilt is called for unless your heart is seriously engaged and you're looking at interfering with the arranged marriage possibility' thing. Which, easy for me to say, I realise, but everyone has to draw their own lines and I know for DAMN sure that the guys here in Egypt who are doing the arranged marriage thing are not keeping their eyes and lips (or indeed hips) solely to themselves prior to (or indeed after) marrying an appropriate girl. Snoggage isn't Of The Bad' bandwagon.
Yeah. As I say, I was going to say that, but then I walked in on the Juliana/Christian Kane thing, so now I'm off to my bunk.
G'night y'all!
Oh, look it's another box half filled with partially written in journals. This box was never unpacked from the last move. I am a sick woman.
but then I walked in on the Juliana/Christian Kane thing, so now I'm off to my bunk.
To write fic?
Wired Blog has a video of people dressing up like Marvel Super Heroes and reenacting the Secret Wars battles...
For the sake of my remembering any of them, I must insist that at least two of you move your birthdays to a less crowded month.But ... but it's the perfect distance from Christmas...
Also, I have the Father's Day thing working out for me this year.
Can I volunteer for next year instead?
Random Futurama quote:
Pathetic human race. Arranging their knowledge by category just made it easier to absorb. Dewey, you fool! Your decimal system has played right into my hands.
I'm so bad. I've been given access to pore through a former executive's e-mails to look for important documents, and it's generally a mess and horribly organized, but I keep stumbling across these personal e-mails to women he met off Match.com and shit, and I can't help reading them. They're there ! I'm a bad person.
Well, you're not incredibly nice for doing it, but on the other hand he really shouldn't have been using his work email for that stuff. I have a shitload of person email on my work address, and if other people need something important I know damn well they may end up reading the personal stuff, and even though I don't like that I figure, human curiosity being what it is, I really don't have anyone to blame but myself if they do so.