Hee. I was deeply amused speculating at how long it would take for a first post.
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[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.
Now I have this random desire to post a ton of late night ramblings just so everyone wakes up in the morning and thinks, "Wow! Bitches was busy last night!"
Then, when all my posts are read, everyone thinks, "Wow. ChiKat really needs to sleep."
OMG! First five?
Woohoo! I'd like to thank my insomnia, and all the little things that run through my head and won't lie down like good little thoughts and let me frickin sleep. Because of them, I'm here to help inaugurate the new thread.
Still first 5? A record! Something good for wasting time on iGoogle, LJ and MySpace. I feel almost like a teenager.
First five, my sweet Bev.
eta: and lovely, libkitty.
Matt called- so I missed the opening
It's the Insomniac Bitch Chorus!
Thank you Liese. Not to leave us threadless, or spinning out 36 till daybreak.
Brought to you by the sleepless ones. Now, my work is done, and I think I'm going to try to change that. Unless I end up reading in bed. Ah, weekends with no plans until tomorrow afternoon.
I am sleepy and twitchy. Not a good combo.
That sucks, ChiKat.
See how well I'm doing that going to bed thing?