'Heart Of Gold'
[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.
It's stressful when the heat goes out in this crazyass weather. I was nearly raving Friday night, and ours hadn't even gone out -- the thingie was just reading "Empty". I don't know if you can complain too much about it.
Have fun. I just realized I have to go tend to my stew. I should have added the veggies a half hour ago, and totally lost track of time.
I don't think I have a type, either. At least a type that I am primarily attracted to. I've dated just about everybody.
t thinks about it
Or, conversely, I could just have no discretion.
Probably the latter.
Myself though? I am the plucky best friend type. Kind of like Joan Cusack.
Not only that though, Aimee, because you're way too beautiful. You're the pretty girl women would love to hate, 'til they meet you and realize how funny, smart and real you are, under all the pretty.
I am the Funny Fat Friend. Ooh, she's jolly!
t BLUSHES LIKE WHOA
Nora, do you guys have a push broom to sweep the water to the pump? In our house in Cambridge we had to do that several times after every big rain or snow. Ah, Massachusetts and its freaky water table.
Myself though? I am the plucky best friend type. Kind of like Joan Cusack.
Oh, jeez. I don't even want to think what type I am.
{{{Deena}}} That's mostly just because I love to hug you, but also because Deena = smart, and a whole lot of other wonderful things besides.
I am the Funny Fat Friend. Ooh, she's jolly!
Um....Funny? Yes. Friend? Yes. Funny friend? Yes.
That other word? NO.
So sayeth I.
*smooch*
Happy Anniversary Deena.
And once again, I am Nora.
I don't even want to think what type I am.
You are the sexy, wise nurturing one.