I have to say, that after three hours, a beer, a couple/three shots of whiskey, and then most of a mini bottle of Fernet (Thanks Suzi), I feel nice and relaxed, but not really drunk at all. It's a nice level to be at.
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 found a coworker's LJ. In which he's just adorkable and OMG, so young.
I'd feel kind of bad, but I'm pretty certain he's trying to find mine (as we did the dance of LJ obfuscation when discussing the site). Silly boy should know better than to link to such things from his official, name containing site!
t flops into thread.
t sits in heap.
::passes Fernet::
Thanks, but I'm the mutant that really doesn't like the stuff. I'll stick with my single malt.
::passes Oban; hoardes Fernet::
Excellent.
I love these shoes enough that I'm sad I have no place to wear them.Damn. Those are pretty. Now I’m sad too.
So, in case you were wondering, I’m certain I’m hormonal. Just ate a bowl of semi-sweet chocolate chips, because I was desperate for chocolate. Boy, I hope this fun phase doesn’t last long.
Must check weather and see how bundled I must get to go outside and walk the little Toto man.
Update: It's a whole 9 degrees! Sounds like it's time for the big coat, hat, blah, blah, blah.
We had weather that cold two days ago -- but then the very next day it warmed up drastically. (But it's supposed to get even colder tonight and tomorrow.)