Believe me, Sparky1 doesn't need to practice.
It's true that it comes naturally to me. Which reminds me, I have to wrap your birthday present.
Bawhahahahaha!
Sweetie, we're crooks. If everything were right, we'd be in jail.
Wash ,'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
Sparky1 - Sep 12, 2006 4:56:03 pm PDT #2905 of 10000
Librarian Warlord
Lee - Sep 12, 2006 4:59:18 pm PDT #2906 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Uh oh.
Wait....PREZZIES?
YAY
So, how many people (other than me) bought apples on their way home?
Steph L. - Sep 12, 2006 5:04:42 pm PDT #2907 of 10000
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
Jesus God. Someone just vigorously twisted and shook my door handle (from the hallway side). It is, as always, locked, but I still think I jumped 10 feet in surprise.
Granted, I live in the university area, and classes start next week, so the students are moving back right now, and undoubtedly someone who's moving in to my building (there's a moving van out front right now) went to the wrong door, OR if they had a friend help them move and then they provided the friend with beer (as is the custom), the beer-swilling friend may have come to the wrong door.
But I'm still suddenly wigged. My most frequent stress-causing dreams -- not nightmares, they're not exactly *fright*-inducing -- are dreams in which I find strangers in my apartment and I *know* I locked the doors. I have that dream 3-4 times a month. And I figure it's mostly a symbolic dream (intimacy issues, blah blah blah), but, you know, I don't want someone to actually come into my apartment uninvited. So there's some literal truth to the dreams, too.
Anyway. Now I'm babbling because I'm a little wigged.
Stephanie - Sep 12, 2006 5:09:22 pm PDT #2908 of 10000
Trust my rage
One of the things that used to freak me out the most when Joe was/is gone was when the dogs would start growling very low. I know they were warning me of something outside and yes, I'd rather be warned, I guess, and most of the time what they were "warning" about was a squirrel, but it still wigs me out every single time.
Cashmere - Sep 12, 2006 5:12:47 pm PDT #2909 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
That's scary, Steph. My dogs usually scare the shit out of me when people knock on our door with their barking. But the good thing is that it scares the knocker, too.
Cashmere - Sep 12, 2006 5:13:39 pm PDT #2910 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Heh. Dog owner x-post.
Ailleann - Sep 12, 2006 5:18:06 pm PDT #2911 of 10000
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
BTW, juliana, thanks for the link. I'll check it out.
Steph, when we lived in our college town, a friend of mine had someone half-wander through her front door one evening. Had the wrong house. Needless to say, she didn't leave her door unlocked anymore.
Cashmere - Sep 12, 2006 5:19:56 pm PDT #2912 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
I had a drunk woman walk into our apartment not long after we'd moved here. She was obviously out of it and just said, "huh?" when I told her to get the fuck out.
Needless to say, the deadbolt stayed locked at all times after that.
vw bug - Sep 12, 2006 5:25:27 pm PDT #2913 of 10000
Mostly lurking...
Home. Exhausted. Will someone come rub my feet?
Laura - Sep 12, 2006 5:33:09 pm PDT #2914 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.
rubs vw's feet
You must be so tired sweety. How is your mom?