Unfortunately, I really should probably put it on my food diary card.
I like Sparky's thinking, though.
[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.
Unfortunately, I really should probably put it on my food diary card.
I like Sparky's thinking, though.
Huh. I was hoping homosociability was when gay men invite you over for brunch. But I figured it was something more sociological....
Years ago a friend read me a list of symptoms of (I think) alcoholism. One of the symptoms was "socializing with one's social inferiors." Which was, say, if you're a professional and you hang out drinking with working class folk.
For some reason the term "social inferior" kinda' bugged me. Can't really guess why....
Vortex, this is why you have sick time. Feel better.
when gay men invite you over for brunch.I like this definition though. Let's adopt it.
vw, no need to keep it from the nutritionist -- Girl Scout cookies don't count because you're eating them in the best interests of the children and/or investing in America's future.
Unless they were *made* from real Girl Scouts, of course.
Sorry about the headache, Vortex. In the eye like that, I always think sinuses. Are you congested?
Sorry Toto is feeling poorly, vw.
It's Monday. I feel I should be more excited about this, but somehow, not so much.
My vet is the bestest ever. There's a reason I don't want to switch to someone closer.
I'm off to buy baby food and turkey lunch meat to see if we can get this goof to eat *anything*.
In the eye like that, I always think sinuses. Are you congested?
No, that's the wierd part. It's why I was taking regular tylenol instead of sinus. I think I'm going to take some sinus meds and see what happens.
sometimes I get the sinus pressure without the stuffiness... which, ow.
Glad you are home and using well deserved sick time, Vortex. Feel better soon...
AmyLiz! I got it (um....last week)! Thank you!!!
I actually had a dream last night that I e-mailed you and said, "Did I mention that I got the card? Because I did, and I loved it!"
Yes, my subconscious brain took matters into its own hands. Well, not hands, because it doesn't have hands. Lobes.
If only our dream-selves could post....
Yes, my subconscious brain took matters into its own hands. Well, not hands, because it doesn't have hands. Lobes.
Oh, good. Lobes work for me!
If only our dream-selves could post....
That could get extremely porny. And symbolic. And funny. Yeah, no downside there.