Laga. It's best that your a bad liar.
ION. Last nights party had an ice cream sundae fun. I splurged, as I haven't had sweets in a while. Now I am TOTALLY craving cookie dough ice cream. Grrr.
:: munches peanuts, but not nearly as sweet ::
'Shindig'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Laga. It's best that your a bad liar.
ION. Last nights party had an ice cream sundae fun. I splurged, as I haven't had sweets in a while. Now I am TOTALLY craving cookie dough ice cream. Grrr.
:: munches peanuts, but not nearly as sweet ::
I still feel like you shouldn't have to talk to the cops if you don't want to. Now mall security has the witness's name. I could have told the truth and said, "I'm not going to give you his name because he asked me not to."
But most of the time I'm glad I'm a bad liar because the stuff that comes out ends up being better out in the open.
In other news someone's perfume soaked bill is in a sealed plastic bag inside an iron safe and it's still making the whole office smell like flowers.
in a good way? Or a "granny wearing too much lavender" kind of way?
It has some overpowering wafts but mostly it is pleasant.
yikes! did everyone go to bed?
Going thru schtuff I snagged off cable, and plopped Suicide Girls in the player. Aside from the hotties in the videos, I totally fell in love with the song "Old Fashioned Morphine" by Jolie Holland. Wow! An artist that is still alive!
It might look something like this, only less racecarlike.Does it come with Jimmie Johnson too?!?!?!? Because I might need to borrow your truck, ND...
Ack, up too late. Again. Shocking, I know.
I am up, showered, and have coffee. Now I just need to wait for my SIL to wake up, and we can get to work on the many projects we have for the week.
Entertain me?
Entertain me?
slaps on a Groucho Marx nose/moustach/glasses combo, sticks cigar in mouth, glues tassles on boobs, jiggles madly
sticks a dollar bill between Fay's boobs
Stupid Monday! I want to not be at work.
Want to be back in New Hampshire, floating in the lake, wearing a bathing suit all day, drinking beer and reading.
Or, at the very least, sleeping in my own bed or padding around the house.