Trash out. Dishes unloaded. Dirty dishes in washer. Cass fucking exhausted.
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.
Oh! Pretty quilts. Pretty doggy. Pretty apartment.
Poor Cass. Sounds like naptime.
Thanks, Laura!
Pretty quilts.
ION, apparently Google is a good source for doctors to diagnose rare diseases.Someone should mention this to House so he'll stop nearly killing his patients every week before (often) finally figuring it out.
Laura, Nora is having dinner here [link] and we're all really jealous.
I can't believe no one's going for the saffronned cauliflower soup!
{{{Cass}}} It's nap time now.
vw, those quilts are beautiful!
TCG rocks! It is clean up day today, because the landlord is coming to fix things tomorrow. Everytime I go to do something I realize he has already done it.
I think I'm going to go with the filet because it comes with the cask conditioned porter, but will make Tom get the duck. And, um, yeah. everything else I figure I can point to. Happily, since there are 2 of us, there is the opportunity to taste more than one dish/beer per serving!
I will be sure to report in tomorrow how things went!
Oh dear. Dogs in Elk just doesn't get old.
I really needed to laugh until I cried and I didn't even know it.
We may end up in Boys Town tomorrow. I feel like having a drink at the Lucky Horseshoe Lounge.