Willow ,'Bring On The Night'
[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, Cash. I hope it's not shingles, or it's mild if it is. You deserve your NYC trip, and it should be fun and definitely non-itchy.
Love the Esther Williams shot. Somehow the pacifier really adds charm.
{{{SA}}} It's not easy for me, either, and I'm almost twice your age. Money sucks.
MM, I don't know where they live, but we'll find them. We have true love lust on our side.
I'll give you an Esther Williams shot instead.
Awww!!!
{{{SA}}} Money stuff is so difficult. I'm sorry.
I made a huge list yesterday, when I was waiting for my dentist appointment, of everything I need to do to take control of my health again. Now I just need to figure out how to do it all.
Thanks for the punctuation. I just wish I could be even marginally better off, particularly when I am trying to do right by myself, you know?
SA - I know what you mean about the $$.
Example: Last night I sit down to do the budget. Our bank account shows nearly $2K in it! Woohoo!
After cursing and moaning and shoveling around a shitload of papers I discover the bill pile and the check book. Pull up my budget spreadsheet. Go to work.
Scribble, curse, scribble, curse, clickety click, scribble, curse...
Many things paid. The checking account was a whopping, like, $1.50 left.
...woohoo...
Aimee has taken to pulling the Punk out of the way much in the manner of a woman hustling a child out of the way of a rampaging monster when I sit to do the budget.
I worked on my Taxes until 4 AM. I've made a very small dent in them. I feel the budget/finance pain.
It's insane, isn't it? Where does it all *go*? Do paychecks even mean anything at all?
And I'm just taking care (I use those words extraordinarily loosely) of myself! I can't imagine a whole family.
Money issues suck. Why can't we have Communism?
Oh, juliana, a co-worker of DH used to sing this with a friend of his on open mike night at a bar all the time! We loved loved LOVED going to see them. And they did this song perfectly.
DOUBLE LOVE. Did you hear any of the karaoke-in-Nashville stories?
Money issues suck. Why can't we have Communism?
Because we'd still have money issues, they'd just be disguised as shortages of bread and vodka issues. And we'd have to call each other "Comrade" all the time.
Did you hear any of the karaoke-in-Nashville stories?
Heh -- this was the song where Kate and I were smiling politely while every single other person in the place was singing along at the top of their lungs. It was AWESOME.
Because we'd still have money issues, they'd just be disguised as shortages of bread and vodka issues. And we'd have to call each other "Comrade" all the time.
Plus, I *hate* waiting in lines.
I think we should turn b.org into a money-making venture...a think-tank, like the RAND Corporation, but cooler and with more fashion advice.