'Get It Done'
[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.
Someone in the cake industry loves us. Hee.
There is not enough gronk in the world. Would someone please tell me why I thought staying up until 1am was a good thing? Actually, I just want someone to come smite the insomnia fairy. For some reason it strikes on Saturday and Sunday nights. Why, oh why, can't it be reasonable and strike on Friday and Saturday nights, instead?
I didn't know dragonflies chowed on butterflies. I like to put pictures of the flying things together too.
Edited for redundancy.
Sweetie, that's what's they're talking about. Hec or JZ posted the story.
Oh. See, this is what happens when I skim.
Nothing to see here, move along....
Comic-Con was fun. And exhausting. Home now and doing homework all day and then class tonight. Yuck!
I am home with a sick baby. Who, now that she's awake, is a cheerfully hyper sick baby.
Which is all well and good, but if she'd nap, I could sleep, too, drat it!
So. Very. Late., but it seems I am partially Sail, at least when it comes to sex:
I've probably broken all the rules sex-wise. Which is, undoubtedly, why I'm now NGA. Payback's a bitch. Actually, I fall more along the ita line of dating. If you ping me, I'll go there. More often than not it's a one-fer. If he's local, maybe even a five- or six-fer.
I like sex enough and am picky enough that if the person doesn't ping my early-warning system AND hits the "hello, want that" button, I'll go there as soon as I can. 10 years of relationships kind of skewed that behavior, but it's starting to come back. Oddly enough, that behavior started some great friendships.
Also, TOO FUCKING HOT. So hot that I've reverted back to the bad old overheated behaviors, like not eating until it's cooler. My poor cat. (I was down in Woodside this weekend, opening my show, and it was 105 with no breeze. In the sun. Ugh.)
I like sex enough and am picky enough that if the person doesn't ping my early-warning system AND hits the "hello, want that" button, I'll go there as soon as I can.
In theory this is where I am, but I'm horribly awkward about actually communicating that, so it doesn't often go anywhere.
Girly TMI: my period has started. Two weeks after it ended. For the second month in a row. Last month it lasted 12 days. I swear, if it does that again this month, I'm gonna strangle someone. So much for the Nuva Ring regulating my periods .