t flops
I need cuddles. And a nap. And possibly Fernet.
'Shindig'
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t flops
I need cuddles. And a nap. And possibly Fernet.
thanks, -t. How warm is it up where you are? I think it is too hot here to do much other than nap
cuddles Kristin and passes her a bottle
I'm in Chicago right this second, and it is hot in O'Hare. It's allegedly 84 in Benicia, which sounds plenty hot to me.
::cuddles Kristin::
Happy Birthday Gloomcookie! What, the day's not over yet!
Sorry about the interview, vw, but glad that you figured out that it wouldn't work before working there.
I did the free questionaire on eHarmony. I'm kind of amazed that I wasn't rejected, now that I hear it's possible. Instead, they just kept sending me emails, telling me that they were extending my free bit, but I had better sign up quick. Hmm. They even came up with two local guys, but it was a really bad time and I never followed up.
Gently rubs Kristin's shoulders.
If I had Fernet, I would share.
smacks forehead
That's right! Happy birthday, Gloomcookie, you glamour-girl you!
hairpats for Kristin
Thanks for all the support. A while back I wrote something about trying to keep a positive attitude as much as I can. I vent here, so you all tend to hear the grumpy stuff while to others I seem much more happy go lucky.
Anyway, I said screw it and K-Bug & I got our nails did. Now it is hot, BIL is being very vocal...it is like he has no mental filter. If it wouldn't ruin two years of sobriety I'd ply him with booze, hoping to get him to pass out. It is too hot to deal with him.
I know I've joked about needing a cave - well, that may be the only way I get this paper written.
It's a sad fact, but getting sober doesn't always make alcoholics easier to take. i'd give you a cave if I had one, Suzi
Suzi, I think you need a trip to the North Beach Spa soon.
t hugs Suzi
Thanks for cuddles and hairpats. I'm just suffering ready-for-summeritis. Also, a week of camping and rafting is not an easy segue into Macbeth.
I've fought my way home through the traffic and am flopped on my bed in yoga pants now, though, so I feel a bit better. Oo! And guess what I bought yesterday? A hammock! If it wasn't so damned got outside (93 last I checked), I'd go slounge in it. Anyone want to come slounge in a hammock with me?