Good luck with the co-op, Jess!
I had one date in high school, the guy I asked to the Sadie Hawkins dance. He's a surgeon.
I wanna hurt you, but I can't resist the sinister attraction of your cold and muscular body!
Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
Ginger - Jan 10, 2007 1:29:06 pm PST #233 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Atropa - Jan 10, 2007 1:30:23 pm PST #234 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Good luck with the co-op, Jess!
Strix - Jan 10, 2007 1:30:38 pm PST #235 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I didn't go to Prom. I was going to hang out with the guy I was helping cheat on his GF with after senior prom, but he was too busy, you know, being at prom with his GF. I was a really stupid 17 y.o.
But I had sex with him in a public park the next day!
headdesk.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 10, 2007 1:31:40 pm PST #236 of 10001
What is even happening?
All the best, Jess. Who's not going to love cute pregnant you and fone? Nobody. That's who.
Daisy Jane - Jan 10, 2007 1:37:32 pm PST #237 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Aww. 17 year old Erin sounds a lot like 15-20 year old Daisy. We could have smoked in the parking lot before school and bitched about people!
Glamcookie - Jan 10, 2007 1:39:13 pm PST #238 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
co-op~ma
I'm heading out to my first class of my second quarter. Wish me puppies (or info-architecture~ma)!
Strix - Jan 10, 2007 1:40:55 pm PST #239 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Indeed, Daisy. I was a good girl till my senior year, and then it was all crazy at high speed -- vodka under my seat, cigarettes on my breath, buying COLORED underwear, and making out with taken boys at the Immaculate Conception part of the local Catholic cemetary.
amych - Jan 10, 2007 1:40:55 pm PST #240 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Don't let the puppies do information architecture, GC. They'll just track mud all over your wireframes.
Ailleann - Jan 10, 2007 1:51:31 pm PST #241 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Co-op~ma for Jess!
I didn't have a boyfriend in highschool. I did have a Prom date, who showed up in top hat and tails and drove us in a tiny yellow sportscar, but did not dance with me. He did win me a Lava Lamp at the afterprom, which I still have. It was also my 18th birthday.
Woah, am I the depressing B-plot of a teen movie?
Daisy Jane - Jan 10, 2007 1:51:58 pm PST #242 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I lasted until Junior year as a good girl. It was my best friend's Air Force older brother who ruined me.