Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
[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.
I almost CRIED when she hole-punched my California license.
Ack! My condolences on the transition. happy Natal day, though.
At least they let you have it back, now. At once point Minnesota used to confiscate your old license, even the Minnesota one, and make you carry around just a piece of paper until ou got your new one. Now they clip the corner.
Happy Birthday Aimee!
last night I went on a date with a very interesting & disconcertingly amorous gentleman who bore a striking resemblance to Mandy Patinkin.
Ooooh. That sounds so exciting! Sorry you're only feeling platonic.
Sorry you're only feeling platonic.
Yeah, me too. I strongly feel that Fay is so fabulous, that her life should include either one amazingly, scorchingly passionate life-long love affair, or a regular series fantabulous, heated, less permanent, amicably ended affairs. Thus the Bitches would be the recipients of Fay's endearing accounts, not so much of the hot details, but of anecdotes of the brilliantly witty things that were said at outings to the theater or fine restaurants. Hmm, perhaps you could simply make up stories for us, the way Vickie Bliss writes outrageous bodice-rippers for her boss.
Erm, not that your job should be to provide us with entertainment through which we could live vicariously, Fay. We just want to know you are happy. Truly.
the way Vickie Bliss writes outrageous bodice-rippers for her boss.
Aren't we due another Vickie Bliss book? Amelia Peabody seems tapped out.
Haven't we been due a new Vickie Bliss book for about 10 years?
Happy birthday Aimée!
Happy Birthday, Aimee!!! I hope you have a birthday fit for an Empress!
First World Rant:
I don't think my office is getting cleaned today, since I'm in it doing work. I don't think they like it when I'm home while they clean. Well, when they give me a 9-3 window, I can't necessarily be gone that whole time. I don't really care about the office not getting cleaned today, but it's a little frustrating. I pay for it to get cleaned, dammit!
Also, they sent a new person. Again. They are supposed to notify me of that so I can be home to introduce new people to Toto. Fortunately, Toto's not here, and I was home, so it's not an issue, but it still upsets me. I think they're getting a nasty phone call this afternoon.
Erm, not that your job should be to provide us with entertainment through which we could live vicariously, Fay.
But she does it so well!
Happy birthday, Empress!
HIPPO BIRDIES AIMS!!!!
Oh, btw, its official: The New York Times will declare anything a trend
Women Eating Steak on Dates [link]