'Objects In Space'
[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.
I don't want to talk to her in this state, but if I don't talk to her, it means I don't care.
Also, possibly, that she won't remember. Or at least you can make the argument. Mom, we talked for 45 minutes. How can you not remember? Don't you care about me?
Hey, err... anyone here had sex with someone with pierced nipples, and willing to share details about what that's like, and what you, the partner, can do with them? It's a gaping HOLE in my knowledge of things, I tell you what.
Plei, email the pet DJ. He'll know, and I'm sure he'd be delighted to tell you.
Plus, insent.
It occurs to me that I can also just ask H tomorrow at lunch...
not to change the subject, but I did my first full story time today. And found out that I am the funniest person in the universe
Plei, I can give you a full report tomorrow.
found out that I am the funniest person in the universe
The search is over! Good ta know.
That must have been great fun. Seriously, making kids laugh is an awesome drug. Good on ya.
Since I don't really get the kid humor, I mostly draw blank stares...that's where the funny looking dog comes in. Bartleby is like my Charlie McCarthy. I don't have to be funny...he does it for me!
Actually, my humor is often too dry or too broad for adults. The kids got everything, so weird.
Making kids laugh is great.
Once again, not sleeping. Coughing. It's not an asthma cough this time, though. Just, coughing. I think that the bronchitis and asthma coughing irritated my throat. Tomorrow: buy throat drops.
Am gronkified. Must stop taking evening naps when DH gets home. It's making a mess of my sleep cycle.
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~ma for Ginger and sis.
more ~ma for S.
Yay for Robin being all systems go.
There may have been more, but my brain is eel-like this morning.