Seriously. I ran out of quilt squares. I've got 5 rows done, I need 13. I've emailed the nice lady I bought them from and hope hope hope that she'ss sell me 50 more.
'War Stories'
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.
I've emailed the nice lady I bought them from and hope hope hope that she'ss sell me 50 more.
Did you title the email "Talk about a cocksucker"?
I did.
Did you spell it "c0cksukker"?
Too soon to worry, Gris. Don't tjhink I went through the "OMG" stage with Matt stage when I was dateing him. oddly, ( or not) I am more likey to go yay! when I see him now. Matt makes me want to do my best - or be my best. and that isn't an instant feeling.
Shut it, you.
SO.MEAN.
And this reminds me that I need to check the company HR site, to find out if there are any ... restrictions on costumes worn to work. I need to make sure stage blood is okay.
I am absolutely sure that none of the companies I have ever worked for even addressed costumes worn to work, let alone specifically noting stage blood.
Costume-y xpost from LJ. NSM with the work-safe.
There is no way in hell I could get away with this costume at an embassy party, but I applaud the originator. And the tag list is hysterical. And I don't think it's in fact a woman wearing it.
Maria, so glad the puppy is OK!
Oh, Aimee, I HATE it when something like that happens!
I am FREEZING. But, I think it's supposed to warm up today, so I don't want to turn on the heat. Thank goodness for my cozy jammies and my coffee to get me going this morning.
My little brother thinks I have a serious coffee addiction. I'm like, "Well, duh!"
I am posting from bed where I'm trying to decide if I can/want to go back to bed. I headache and general pain kept me up most of the night, and when I was awake I was having anxiety dreams. I think I kept poor Teacup Guy up most of the night with my tossing and turning. He just left for work.
I was up until 2 AM because I couldn't sleep, for various reasons. And now I'm miserable, but at work, though late today. You don't get sick pay when you're a temp, so. Here I am. Though I finally got some drugs, so maybe they'll kick in.