I have written my first paragraph! Whooo! Hey- quick question- does anyone with mad editing skilz and perhaps an interest in gender and/or higher education have any interest in taking a look at this paper when it's done? My usual second (and third) sets of eyes are busy tending to life stuff, and I don't want to bother them... the paper will only be 5 pages (double spaced), and my hope is to have completed a rough draft by tonight and work on any edits and polishing tomorrow...
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Happy Anniversary, Laura and Brendan! Yay for seventeen years!
I've been LibraryThinging all morning. It's very addictive.
Nora, I'd be happy to help.
Nora, I'd love to take a look at it too (although, I'm more about concept editing than the more nit-picky stuff).
great! now... off to write the damn thing...!
So, anniversarial Laura and newly-DP'd GC, what are your kissaversaries? Not so much the actual day as the event of the kissage?
Oh!! I meant to say HAPPY DOMESTIC PARTNERSHIP to GC and GF! That's wonderful.
Happy Anniversary, Laura!!
Congratulations to GC and GF!
Happy anniversary to Laura and DH!
I forgot to congratulate GC and her GF, too! Yay to official domestic partnership!
what are your kissaversaries? Not so much the actual day as the event of the kissage?
For our first date I had invited Brendon to my house to "study" since we were in school together. Brainiac that he was, I knew he didn't actually study, but it was an excuse to get together. He drove to Delray, about 40 miles from campus, and we packed a few things and headed to the beach.
We were both totally expecting this to be a one time thing. No way in the world was he going to date someone who lived so far away from the dorms. It was only 4 months after Stephen had died and I was looking for a momentary distraction from my grief. There was no way I was going to become involved, ever again. It was my birthday, which was info not disclosed to Brendon. (he still might not know)
So we ate, drank, and were very merry at the beach. We kissed, and had sex on the beach. Yes, we were sluts.
That was 19 years ago my last birthday. As dear Brendon says, it was the longest one night stand of his life. A few months later we started the business together. 17 years ago today we married. Guess it worked out.