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.
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Happy Birthday, Birthday people!
I don't know if they have it in Ireland, but in Scotland and Yorkshire I found something called Eirn Brew, or something like that. It was orange and chock full of caffiene. Good stuff
Irn Bru! Which, so the advertisers assured us, is made in Scotland from girders. It is a timeless hangover cure classic.
Also? Ticky box is the cutest thing ever in the history of ever.
Fay! And Maria!
OMG, it is SO LATE, adn I shoudl be in bed. But I had a much better night tonight.
Oh, not like that you pervy porny pants. Just, better. Also, realized that the reason she didn't text me back last weekend? Is because I put her number in my new phone wrong, so I don't know who in Toronto got that text, but it wasn't her. Doh!
I mean, she's still dating the OBVIOUSLY wrong girl. But whatever. That part, I already knew.
I'm glad you had a better night, meara.
I'm not glad I woke up at 3:55am.
TickyBox continues to add depth and width to the meanings of
cute.
Puppycat, cut that out.
Oh, see. Even Cass wasn't up when I woke up.
I borrowed Bloke's waterproof jacket to wear on the walk into the lab, and it doesn't breathe, and now I have a creepy rash all across my chest. Also I'm wearing a pretty low cut top. Excellent work, Jars, excellent work.
Also also, wtf is with this Colombus Day jazz? We had the whole wedding timing planned out for the week I'm there, and now it's all fubared because of stupid Colombus Day. Argh.
In typing this I've realised that my brain cannot spell Colombus. It comes out as Comolbus every time.
Jarsy, it's Columbus.
The Columbus Day holiday on October 12, marks his crew's sighting of the Americas: [link] It has other names in other countries in the Americas. [link]
Some people are opposed to celebrating it, because of the way Columbus and co. treated the indigenous peoples. Five hundred-plus years later, I say, hey, it's a day off, and that's what conquering nations do.
How is this botching your trip, though? It's not an important holiday here. I'm never quite sure what the UK bank hols are (do you have them in Ireland, too), but it seems to me they aren't that significant, and that's pretty much Columbus day, here. It's not like it's Christmas or Thanksgiving. Is it just that the boy's people had planned to be away for the long weekend, or something?
Ticky box is Adorablay like whoa.
Jarsy, it's Columbus.
THAT'S why I couldn't make it come out right. My dumb.
It's botching things up because we'd planned to go into the office on that Monday to apply for marriage. Three days later we can get married (the Thursday), then pick up the licensey certificate thingy on the Friday. Now however, we have to apply on the Tuesday, which means we can't pick it up that week and have to get it sent to Ireland, which is going to take longer than we'd like. It's not a major problem, but it does mean I can't go to New York that weeked, because we'll be getting married on the Friday not the Thursday.
Apparently she flirts in a Southern accent.
Hee. So, how are y'all this morning?