Giles ,'Selfless'
[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.
Well, you also have to factor in the stereotypical teenager attitude of Nothing Bad Can Possibly Happen to Me. Even if there are monsters they will eat someone else.
OMG. This is the truest thing in the history of true. That is why.
Okay. I get it now. Cheers.
Suzi, you can find it here.
(Yes, I am still scared of sharks in any body of water larger than a bath. Logic has nothing to do with this.)Oh me too. But I also have no intention of going to the "haunted" places because why would I freaking ever want to do that??????
Ay...I have to leave for the airport in a little less than 8 hours. I am not packed, and at some point I"ll need to like, shower and stuff. But I wanna stay up and do stuff and procrastinate! Stupid 8AM flight out of an airport an hour away. Boo.
The only Russian restaurant I've been to was in Korea. Apparently it was where all the strippers (who were imported from Russia for the American soldiers) and their Russian boyfriends/bodyguards would go. Very bizarre, but probably not any MORE bizarre than the other places we ate...
Korea importing Russian strippers for Americans is striking me as very funny.
It's possible I need food.
Happy birthday, vw! Quickly, before it isn't anymore. My 30s were so very much better than my 20s, and I hope that they will be so for you too!
The 30s: old enough to know better, young enough to do it anyway.
I am having an awful day. And I am a fucking moron. I'm surprised I haven't tripped and broken my neck.
A) I went to look at an apartment without having the address or the number of the woman who lived there, and I spent ten minutes looking ON THE WRONG STREET.
B) I got off at the transfer station and then EXITED in a tired, sleepy daze, which meant I had to pay an extra three fucking dollars to make it to the station where I was parked.
C) I went to Safeway to buy a discount BART ticket without having checked that they stop selling them at 7.
D) I hate everything.
That sounds like a no good very bad day, P-C. Hope tomorrow is better. And it can start tonight.
I was supposed to look at three apartments today, and I only saw one. The bad day started when the first guy didn't show up for fifteen minutes, so I left.
Well, the good news is you wouldn't want to have to deal with that guy as a landlord or property manager.