Nora needs to share.
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.
hee. Nora is the word. Today, that word means semi-sick but at work.
Thanks for the help on the editing. You all continue to make me look like a editing wiz here at my new job.
Hey, also, I got an A on my summer class! I'm psyched, because that means that my annotated bibliography was on topic! (I was concerned about that)
JM is actually under my petticoats, not my apron. Much more comfy and cozy under there.
(And now, thanks to Veronica Mars, I get slightly icked whenever I picture Steve Gutenberg.)
Teppy, you'll appreciate my filk, then.
::snerk::
Hey, also, I got an A on my summer class!
Yay!
The 33rd Degree is through the Scottish Rite and has a long process involved. If you look at this page
You can see there there are even special hats and rings for the 33rd degree.
No wonder I never ran into a 33rd degree.
My stepmother sent me all my father's and grandfather's Masonic stuff (the Bible in code, etc). I actually felt wrong looking at it.
There was also this really old cup with some dried brownish stuff in it. I threw it out.
RAQ THREW AWAY THE GRAIL
I have my grandfather's trowel, my grandmother's rings and a portrait of my great grandfather in the oddest Cap'n Crunch outfit you ever saw.
Plus, just watched a faux doc "Unlocking the secrets of Angels and Demons" that is actually a promo for the Dan Brown book (worst ending evah), but has interesting bits of tid ala "Friday the 13th marks the slaughter of the Knights Templar." (The survivors went on to form the Masons?) Huh. Did. Not. Know. That. (and don't actually believe it)