Oh, Jiilliii . . .
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[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'm tired of sitting around D/FW airport.
You should come have drinks with me and my sister. Who is here.
Sorry, I just never get to see her.
Tempting but my connection finally takes off in a little under an hour. I've just been routed through here a lot lately and all I want right now is to get home and see Kristin.
Aww. You'll be home soon.
Next time you're routed through there for a while, you should come down. We'll ply you with drinks and then stick you on the plane.
I am getting nothing done with this last hour. I'm too freaking excited.
Will do. I fly American a lot so next time I end up with a long layover here you can ply me with drinks.
Yay!!! You're a scotch drinker too aren't you?
yes. I. am.
Antique jewelry I'm loving: [link]
I want the single etruscian earring. I want to wear it in my navel UNTIL I DIE
Oh, Jiilliii . .
Oh my goodness, that's pretty. Look at that lace!
I am giddy with sugar. The 3:00 OMG Writer Freeze Status! emergency meeting turned out to be a ploy to get me into a meeting room and surprise me with a pink sugary birthday cake. Yay cake!