It's actually what you *don't* get for being skippyskimmy....
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.
(Or, um, the depressant?)
::bing bing bing::
::pbbt::
I had it last year. It was transcendent.
I read that as translucent. Which was intriguing.
Today needs to be OVER.
K-Bug and I went painting to de-stress. Came home to DH and CJ playing a computer game. Dishes were not done (CJ's chore) and Christmas decor boxes still in the house (DH's chore for the last 3 days).
Tomorrow HAS to be better. I know there are ways it could be worse, but gee-whiz, I think I've earned some good karma.
Must put out trash. Do not wish to move.
Must put out trash. Do not wish to move.
Jen, get out of my kitchen.
Or, you know, go into the living room to watch Olive, The Other Reindeer with the rest of us. I'll pour you some eggnog.
MMmmmmm..... nog.
I had a Christmas program at church today. I directed our Readers Theatre piece. It went well and was fun.
I am pooped, but I'm too lazy to get up off the couch and go to bed. How pathetic is that?
I read that as translucent. Which was intriguing.Wow. We really are in each other's brains tonight.
So is Pirates okay with you? Cause I could put on another movie if you weren't into it tonight.
I'll pour you some eggnog.
Yum. And excellent company, too.
So is Pirates okay with you?
Al.Ways.
I directed our Readers Theatre piece. It went well and was fun.
Neat. What was it?