Re massage, Wallybee has trained in therapeutic massage. I think this is a good thing.
'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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 love massage and all that stuff. If I was rich, I'd have a massage EVERY DAY.
Word.
ION, I have decided to teach "The Odyssey" to my seniors! This makes me happy.
Meeting ended. Going out for drinks. Huh.
Bye-eee
If I was rich, iId have a massage EVERY DAY.
Wrod.
And Trudy, isn't Nice Boy the earlier Out of the Blue Boy? That is, wasn't there some sort of unavailability and then contacting you much later when he became available?
Hopefully, if all goes well, the first few pages of photos will go up tonight, but I need Jilli's help to get them live and her evenings are a bit pinched. Just an FYI.
Hi everyone.
I just took a walk through downtown Bethlehem. (The one in Pennsylvania, not the biblical one.) It's a cute little city. I went to a bookstore that's been here since 1745 (though the interior looks kind of faux-Victorian), and several weird monuments that didn't have any sort of identification (including a drinking fountain inviting me to quench my thirst for grace as well as water), and saw a bunch of the Moravian-era buildings and a bunch of the steel-era buildings, which were all kind of neat. This weekend, if it's not raining, I think I'll go to the Moravian Days festival, and learn all about the history of the Moravians.
Huh. It's raining again. Feh.
Oh, and the kids I'm teaching are great -- they'll be doing college-level math in the classroom, and then, at lunch, spend most of the period using ketchup and hard-boiled eggs and french fries to build monster faces. (Well, the boys will. The girls will trade off between discussing religion and discussing boys.) Totally fun group of kids to work with.
t edit: I skipped just about everything since last weekend. ~ma wherever it's needed, or wanted.
Aimee.
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insent.
Teppy, I doubt you were a dick at the F2F. I just do.
Oh, I think juliana and Bev could tell you a different story. (They are sweethearts, and being so, offered spontaneous affection to me in the form of, respectively, grabbing my ass and just being snuggly. Instead of being a happy snuggle-ee, I instead snarled "Don't TOUCH me!" D'oh. Boundary issues.)
If I were rich, I would totally get a massage every day. Or at least every few days. Though I guess by that point, my masseuse would not be a total stranger. And yet? I wouldn't care. Of course, I don't have a ton of personal bubble issues--I have a lot of friends (and random acquaintances, and people I've met in teh last 15 minutes and...) who grab my ass or kiss me or whatever, and I have no problem with that...what can I say? I'm a cuddleslut?
Though there are, of course, some people who I physically shy away from because EW teh bad chemistry ick.