He is adorable, and Jilli, you are so beautiful. The blood was just enough to be menacing, without being grusome.
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.
He is adorable, and Jilli, you are so beautiful.
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The blood was just enough to be menacing, without being grusome.
One of my friends stared and stared at me, because at first she thought I had smudged my lipstick, and then was trying to figure out if I had been in an accident and she'd missed an LJ post, and then finally noticed the blood spatters on my blouse.
I have been getting shamefully into David Tennant lately, due to:
- Being a huge fan of Viva Blackpool
- Casanova on PBS
- Doctor Who
- Husband being out of town so I can indulge my, um, interest
Here are a couple of vids which might explain the adorability (although, of course, he is not in Pete's league AT ALL).
Two from Viva Blackpool--a film in which the actors sing along to pop songs in a sort of Pennies from Heaven way, but a bit more light-heartedly. He's a police detective who falls for the wife of the man he is investigating [link] [link]
One of general cuteness: [link]
Jeepers, I killed the thread with my Tennant-oost.
nah...oost never kills threads. just late afternoon slow period.
Jeepers, I killed the thread with my Tennant-oost.
Nope. I was just out to dinner with the hubby, thanks to the in-laws offering to babysit. Damn nice of them. I had a margarita AND dessert and didn't worry about anyone eating crayons or throwing food before we could get the check paid and get the hell out of there.
WAS THE FOOD WARM?
I read. I did. I'm just so tired that I don't remember what happened. Stuff happened. And I wanted to reply. I suck.
Me so sleepy. LONG day.
But glad for Cashmere's yummy dinner. And ~ma and love to everyone else.
WAS THE FOOD WARM?
Better. It was HOT. I'm going to cherish the memory of this meal for a very, very long time.
I was finishing the project. WHICH I DID! Against superhuman odds. Babies crying, long stupid phone conversations, interruptions, and some stuff not being done. But, I finished! Of course being a glutton for punishment, I told them if they needed any more information, not to hesitate to ask. I'd be happy to gather it.
Promotion convo in T minus 45 minutes.