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.
If you're tired, go to bed. It's no good to you to wait up for an email.
I have given my number to random guys who've struck up conversations with me. Sometimes it's something in how they carry themselves, the look in their eyes, their earrings--random stuff.
No hookups have come out of it from
complete
strangers (someone I've heard of but not met isn't complete), but no bad experiences through and through--at least I got funny stories out of a couple.
Have skimmed and mostly skipped -- busy weekend so far here. Vibes and heavy-duty, all-purpose ~ma to those that need it.
Hivemind laundry question:
I bought a couple pairs of short this season (because my shorts from last summer were surprisingly too big!), and one of them is linen. They fit beautifully in the store -- but after I got them home and wore them for a day, they've stretched and loosened so much I need a belt. Like, *really* need a belt. They say to wash in cold and hang dry -- if I put them in the dryer instead, would they shrink more than a size down? (I went back and bought a pair in another color the next size down, and they're *perfect* even after wearing them all day.) Am I asking for heartbreak and one less pair of shorts? They're 100 percent linen.
Tis 105 right now and it is NOT FG. The girls have won 3 games today. Two more wins give us the championship and a berth to Nationals in Seattle. Those games are tomorrow. Any softball~ma is appreciated. K-Bug got a bit of play time today and did ok. Not great, but not bad. So far DH is behaving himself. We are currently showering/changing before going out for a team dinner at Sizzler (oh boy!).
This hotel has the hardest beds ever. I slept like crap last night. Not sure what to do to make tonight any better.
Amy, I would wash and hang to dry, this time. If that doesn't reshape them enough, and they're still all stretched out, I might wash them in cold, and dry them on a medium or low setting (but you might end up with shorts too small).
Also bored. And kind of in a Mood, too, though I tried not to have it.
I did anyway, though I wish I hadn't.
Since we were unable to find a babysitter this weekend, DH has offered to sacrifice himself for me and let me go see PotC tomorrow, while he stays with the kids. The only thing that could be sweeter is if he got me a flask filled with rum.
I'm nearly certain nobody who graduated with me is doing anything remotely close to this cool.
I feel cooler just having graduated with her. I have some successful friends who are doing fun and exciting things. I just live vicariously through them and that seems to work out fine. It's cheaper, too.
I'm bored too. Dave is tired from our late night PotC viewing last night and having to work today and since he also has to work tomorrow, he is in bed already. I am not tired enough to sleep yet.
Since we were unable to find a babysitter this weekend, DH has offered to sacrifice himself for me and let me go see PotC tomorrow, while he stays with the kids. The only thing that could be sweeter is if he got me a flask filled with rum.
That is very cool of your DH. I hope you enjoy the film.
do other people not have a hometown?
I have multiple hometowns. I have one in CT where I was born and raised through 2nd grade. One in Kenai where I spent high school and have family, one in Anchorage where I lived for quite a while (for me) and have family, and where I live now, which is my favorite place evah. I know that's kind of cheating, but whenever I go to any of the above, my brain thinks I'm going home.
I live in mine. I don't belong here.
And then, there's the whole Baltimore thing.
And it says exactly that--"HUMAN CANONBALL".
Like, she's a little bundle of the officially accepted lore and backstory? Kewl.
I have a hometown. It sucks. Not as bad as where my FiL is living now, which is 20 minutes from erika's hometown. This is a tiny burg with one Chinese restaurant, which is horrible and run by gwailos because the lovely residents of the town ran the ethnic Chinese out a year ago - rocks through the windows, etc. While standing in line at Wal-Mart there, I noted a guy wearing, with no obvious irony, a t-shirt that said "You Mess With Me, You Mess With the Whole Trailer Park."
Which, okay, I thought was funny.