Congrats to you and the family, Aims! Be sure to post pictures as the place sounds cool as hell.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Happy Birthday, Oh Empress!!
Meep. Just finished writing a lease for Joe and I to sign! The end (of living with my parents) is nigh!
Yay!!! Happy happy birthday!
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.
I love WindSparrow so so much. This. So very much this.
Also, {{Sammie}}
Can I has booz now?
Yes.
Aimee - that was the one with the claw-foot tub, right?
And...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Aimee - that was the one with the claw-foot tub, right?
Yup.
YAY for houseage, Aimee!! WOOT!
YAY for houseage, Aimee!! WOOT!
Wow, I so read that as "YAY for hostage," and was wondering what I'd missed.
Apart from George Clooney, that is.
Yay for Imperial Miracleborn freedom!
Aimee, I'll be up to take a bath visit soon!
Wow, I so read that as "YAY for hostage,"
I'm still waiting for the LA contingent to kidnap me.
Please. I just got a message from someone in the office about cornholing. I'm afraid to open the message.
Congrats, Aimee! Excellent news.