I wish I could have a resume for dating. With references. It might help.

"I, the undersigned, do hereby swear under oath that one Trudy Booth is a sexy bitch with superior, highly advanced kissing skills. Not only is she fantastically sexy and cleans up nicely, but she's also very open-minded in the range and depth her perversions. You'd be a fool not to date her."

I wish I could have a resume for dating. With references. It might help.

Hey! You should make a biodata, like me!

Ooh, I should add some Buffista testimonials. That might be cool. Now, remember, this is going out to potential mates' families! Be discreet and unprofane!

Was that a Teppy I saw?

But I'm glad you knew it was a tooth. And didn't eat it.

It was small, and white....

Was it square? Size didn't matter (see?), but the squareness seemed crucial, in some cryptic way, as far as deciding to figure out if it was food was concerned.

Instead of jammies, can I wear my robe? Or a new fluffy full-length robe? Mmmmm, robe.

We took a vote j, and you have to be naked. I suppose you could be naked under your robe, though.

I have been extremely productive today, as the toddler is now to the point where he wants to help with chores. Now his daddy is home and they are playing car racing, and I am taking some mental health time to paint.

Artful painting or wall-ful painting, Raq? (Not that wall-ful can't be artful, but you know what I mean.)

AmyLiz, I longed to talk to you more in SF (and to everyone, really), but the word thing again. Still, going to SF was a point to Natalie Wood instead of the demons, and I'm thankful for it, and to everyone who made it possible (you know who you are, mwah!).

Now your point is making me jealous of you and AmyLiz at the same time.

Wait, isn't playing car racing a social activity? Will nobody think of the dead presidents?

Be discreet and unprofane!

"Sunil is a cockmonster nice fellow..."

This could be tricky.

Something like that.

I have one ex who said, albeit drunkenly, that I should have guys call him and ask about... stuff. "Just dial and hand him the phone. I'll sing your praises."

Talk about coffee on your monitor.

Wait, isn't playing car racing a social activity? Will nobody think of the dead presidents?

I'm pretty sure dead presidents like to race cars. It's respectful.

Ooh, I should add some Buffista testimonials.

I was thinking this while reading your LJ. Although, as someone there mentioned, maybe the buffista one should be for the cool-women-only.

Holy shit! Zito went to the Giants!

$126 million for 7 years.

Emmett's going to be psyched.

It's also nice to know that other people are clutching at her bosom too.

David, David, David, you have no idea.

Everything sounds like porn! I mean sure, Trudy's making out, Suzi's groping, Hec's considering bosom-clutching and talking dirty. And Erin's DE purring pussy in her lap? Really making me kinda dizzy, 'cause it won't be long 'til I see her! [edit: my girl, I mean.]

But erika's on a bosom clutching mission; and Erin's going to mop and polish, and then later a facial! Teppy's diving, PC's and Trudy's are pimping (and doesn't the mind boggle at the Special Skills on those resumes!), and Suzi's got a body to train.

Happily, I can't parse porn out of dead presidents.