Good luck with the co-op, Jess!
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.
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.
All the best, Jess. Who's not going to love cute pregnant you and fone? Nobody. That's who.
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!
co-op~ma
I'm heading out to my first class of my second quarter. Wish me puppies (or info-architecture~ma)!
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.
Don't let the puppies do information architecture, GC. They'll just track mud all over your wireframes.
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?
I lasted until Junior year as a good girl. It was my best friend's Air Force older brother who ruined me.
I went from never-been-kissed to hold-up-there-boy!THATS3rdBASE!! all in about a half hour.