Giles ,'Get It Done'
[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.
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.
It was AWESOME.
I still giggle about that every once in a while. Okay, every time I hear that song.
I also giggle about the giant dude (seriously, he was 7 feet tall at least) in the purple velour Lakers warm-up suit singing "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk", because that shit was just funny.
The bar running out of Jack Daniels, OTOH, was not funny. That was just wrong.
HOW can a bar in Tennessee run out of Jack Daniels?!?!!!! isn't that against the state constitution?
isn't that against the state constitution?
That's EXACTLY what we were asking!
Cash! What a craptastic day. I hope it gets a lot better soon.
Gack. Finishing my taxes is on my list for the weekend. Feh. Ptui. Also feeling the no money in account pain. I'm down to $25 to last me until the 15th. Wheeeee.
t tacklepounces on Juliana and covers her with smooches JUST CUZ
Heh. Cashmere, did you really name your van Morrison? DH named ours Helsing.
Hoping the not!shingles fade quickly and painlessly, and you get your NYC trip with no impediments.
Improved money-ma to SA.
And, like, all the rest of us, too.
isn't that against the state constitution?
That's EXACTLY what we were asking!
Yup. SO WRONG.
I think all the Bitches should go to karaoke in Nashville. We would have a hilariously wrong time.
YAY! Kristin smooches!
{{Cash}} What a craptastic day! Thank heavens for knights in shining aluminum.
I'd love to file my taxes. I just need to squeeze a W-2 out of DFAS for my annual lump sum payment. That they give me the end of March. But I still don't have a W-2 for last year. Uhm. WTF, dudes?
sending out the ma~~.
I am vaguely crazy because this week DH was almost as crazy as he was last week due to the whole job thing. As in I have gone from being extreamely opinionated to having no ablity to make a decsion about how i feel. I just called his cell instead of mine. ( trying to figure out where I put mine) and he got off the phone with out giving me a hint. Sanity ma~~ for me. and him. But really, he is better at drama than I am .
Argh. Left my cellphone at home by accident.
Hey, Aims...pretend I called you at my break and asked how your day was, just like usual.