It could be a sign!
My husband has the same birthday as the guy I seriously dated in college--and as my middle sister.
'The Killer In Me'
[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.
It could be a sign!
My husband has the same birthday as the guy I seriously dated in college--and as my middle sister.
Everybody fancies Fay. It's been a rule since forever.
Go me!
jiggles pompoms.
Tho, if bad grammar and spelling keeps ya from hooking up, it might explain my long drought.
See, if dashing young persons of wit, integrity and hottitude sidled up to me and gave me a quick grammar and spelling test in the bar, I think I'd stand a decent chance of pulling most days.
So...in the world of me, I'm thinking another year in Thailand, probably, despite the lack of pulling opportunities. And then...well, I'm sort of wondering about sub-Saharan Africa, to my surprise. After talking to a colleague who lived there for 16 years. Botswana, apparently, is very much like the vivid depiction in The Number One Ladies' Detective Agency. I confess myself intrigued...
My father, a Scorpio has married three Scorpios. Not as cosmic coincidency as meara, but still...
Speaking of my father, he just called and offered to take K-Bug back east to checkout Northeastern and University of New England.
Fay! You gotta stay in Thailand another year so I can accrue enough vacation to come visit!
Oh! Well in that case...
(meanwhile, I've just discovered that a dear friend from Cairo will be in Singapore week after next. And I have the half term holiday then! Cue frantic travel arranging!)
jiggles pompoms.
By which you mean ... porn?
By which you mean ... porn?Inevitably.
Botswana, apparently, is very much like the vivid depiction in The Number One Ladies' Detective Agency. I confess myself intrigued...
Oooh. Huh. Also intrigued.
I really want to spend a year or two abroad. I've been looking at some sites with postings for math jobs at universities in other countries. The vast majority of them either require knowledge of Mandarin or are in countries where my American passport with several Israeli stamps would cause problems.
I wish I spoke more languages. I think that my French is good enough that, with a bit of practice, I could get by in a French-speaking country, but other than that, I've just got English.
But Fay! You must come to Seattle! Must, I tell you.
ION, I have just made an LJ entry about three different corsets I'm selling. Wish me sale~ma.
jiggles pompoms.
smiles at the thought of any part of Fay jiggling.