I'd still be in therapy if I'd woken up next to a moth.
That IS good, vw!
My plans for a Me Day involve sleeping...not very exciting. Possibly painting. Maybe I'll go wild and have a Lush bath.
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
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I'd still be in therapy if I'd woken up next to a moth.
That IS good, vw!
My plans for a Me Day involve sleeping...not very exciting. Possibly painting. Maybe I'll go wild and have a Lush bath.
That IS good, vw!
Oh, good! Just making sure.
My plans for a Me Day involve sleeping...not very exciting. Possibly painting. Maybe I'll go wild and have a Lush bath.
Sounds wonderful to me!
Oooh, Fay, you poor, poor, poor woman.
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If I had the $, I'd be out there in a split second to give that to you in person.
vw, you are almost there. Good things. Good things, indeed.
It is 5:30 am here and it is already warm. Today is gonna be toasty.
{{{Fay}}} I didn't read the whitefont, but I am guessing you need hugs.
{{{Raq}}}
Apartment~ma, vw.
Fay, talking of WF reminds me I've got a fic to finish.
{{{Fay}}}
I wonder what the ex-flatmate did that scared the giant bugs away from the flat?
I'd still be in therapy if I'd woken up next to a moth.
Anyone else picturing Arthur, from The Tick?
Anyone else picturing Arthur, from The Tick?Well, I am now. Also, awwwwwww! I mean, yes, it would still be surprising to wake up next to him if I hadn't fallen asleep next to him. But still, awwwwww.
And continuing the bug theme, I left my apartment and walked down the (outside) stairs, and found two wasp nests a-building. This is why I'm glad I rent. I called the landlord, and he'll be taking care of it while I'm at work.
I wonder what the ex-flatmate did that scared the giant bugs away from the flat?
She was Bug Bane! Insects trembled at the thought of her! Roaches would terrorise their young with tales of her terrible...nah, nothing really. But as it's now Summer, the crawly things are more of an issue. And because she is less hysterical in the face of many-limbed intruders than me, she got to be The Competent One. If it were just me and a small child, or me and someone Even More Freaked Out Than Me (which is conceivable, I suppose) then I too can don the mantle of The Competent One. There's more squealing and flailing involved, but I can do it. I mean, if I encounter a roach while teaching, I will be able to be more chilled about said roach because of the 20 potentially hysterical munchkins.
But when she was here SHE did it. And she got to feel all Brave and Strong and stuff, and I got to run away and hide until it was gone. Which I was good with. Everybody won.
sighs
Good times. Good times.
Anyone else picturing Arthur, from The Tick?
Well, I am now. Also, awwwwwww! I mean, yes, it would still be surprising to wake up next to him if I hadn't fallen asleep next to him. But still, awwwwww.
Calli is me!