Ok. Maybe my story was funnier if you were here and saw how craxed Mr. Jane was over the sand.
'Bushwhacked'
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.
We need to fly you out to LA to see Erica.
::waits patiently for ticket to arrive::
I also really want to change my color, but I don't have the funds to pay someone, and I'm afraid to do something drastic myself.
Of course, I consider drastic, like, light reddish brown instead of golden blone, so take that as you will.
No, no, "maybe it was the big bag of sand" was hilarious! I just forgot to comment because my head is elsewhere. I'm not even sure where. Probably not stayin one place long enough to get it's bearings and report back, frankly.
Will never live it down. I'm replying now to everything he says very literally after a while.
the bag of sand was very funny
After 5 days of all the energy in the worl d- suddenly I have none. as inj before 5 I had a lot and then crash. I think it is allergies, but I am afraid it is more....
The bag of sand cracks me up. I read your post out loud to ND and Tom, and they laughed too.
Robin, I'm so psyched that you liked Erica and that your cut turned out so well! Pictures, yes!
We are about to sit down to eat Thai food at Saladang, yummy Pasadena restaurant. Whee!
Hey. Mr. Jane is passing out, do you think after suggesting several possibilities, I tell him it might be THE SIX PACK OF BEER!?!
You could also suggest the big bag of sand.
When you drop a bag of sand on your head...
We swept most of it up, but I see some under his chair. So, perhaps a shot of sand.
If you could have seen him yelling at me through the bathroom door, " WHERE DID THE SAND COME FROM!?!"