kitty snubbed last can of cat food that i could barely open. brat
Betsy gives good advice
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
kitty snubbed last can of cat food that i could barely open. brat
Betsy gives good advice
KRISTIN:
Do I remember that you started an LJ for teachers, or am I smoking monkey crack? If so, can you tell me the name of it? EDIT (Not the name of the mcrack, the LJ. Doh!)
Thanks!
And hey -- how was your first day? Impressions?
Take the frelling med.Betsy really does give good advice. I should take it myself.
billytea has arrived. I took him out to eat meat on a stick.
We come home and found Tales From the Far Side (the animated special) in the mail. I took Emmett out to play catch and returned to find JZ and billytea laughing like two respective drains at animated zombies.
Emmett and billytea are now playing Star Wars chess. There's a little trash talk going on, but mostly with french accents.
We're deep into a geeky evening. Oh yes, and we already watched Meerkat Manor.
Emily is on her way from her interview. I'll give her a vodka tonic on her arrival. Later Juliana gets here.
Then the ice weasels come out.
Comment overheard from the chess match: "Well who wouldn't want a Red Sox onesie?"
"Well who wouldn't want a Red Sox onesie?"
Raises hand.
Raises hand.
The conversation started on a review of the A's onesie, actually.
Emily is here and she's been given a drink. The interview went okay.
She brought billytea a present from Paxton's Gate. I am extremely disappointed to report that it was not a raccoon's penis bone.
Erin: Its teacher_oasis
Thanks, Gris!
Hec, can you have Em give me a quick call? I'm about to crash.