What? You want a designer that actually does his job?
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.
Tonight I was at the grocery store and for some reason tey had been shipped some glow-in-the dark plastic spiders, and ants and flies.
I guess they didn't get enough to put on the shelf, so they just discounted them and stuck them off to the side to sell them off. The spiders are about half an inch in size and a package of them was priced 25 cents. I bought four.
I now have a 12-ounce glass jar filled with glow-in-the-dark plastic spiders.
I am now home and in bed. Alarm in T minus six hours. Night loves.
Not here, I'm asleep, but were there any packages out front? I'm still expecting a couple.
You got a little box and an envelope thingy yesterday. You got a check today, though. Whee, money.
were there any packages out front? I'm still expecting a couple.
I hope there are air holes in the packages, then.
Checks are good things.
Drat, I was expecting a box from Amazon today.
I hope there are air holes in the packages, then.
Oops. Ok, see, it was for science! I'm testing the hypothesis that all you need is love.
I think the box was from Amazon.
Trudy, I am so sorry to hear about your mom. Health and healing~ma for her and coping~ma for you.