Much house~ma, Cashmere!
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.
Ooooodles of house~ma, Cash and family. May they get back to you soon with good news.
Jilli, have you tried Blavod? I saw an article in the paper about Halloween cocktails and it looked pretty cool.
Tomorrow we have two realtors coming over to try to get a good assessment of asking price for our house. We've cleaned and prepped and are waiting for them to tell us what we need to finish to get this sucker sold for enough to have a downpayment on the new house. The next two weeks are going to be interesting.
...Omnis in my dream I was late for work and you offered to give me a rideAw, now everyone knows I got a huge nice-guy side to me.
I have been working on school stuff all afternoon. And I didn't even get a single paper graded. Boohiss.
ERIN IS ME. And I have a CRAPLOAD of grading to do ASAP. fret fret fret fret ASSCAPS are neeeded, yes they are.
House-ma, Cash!
Omnis in my dream I'm afraid you were a bit too nice. At some point you really ought to have said, "stfu it's not my fault you're late." On the other hand I'm not quite sure how I got from the passenger seat to fleeing The Dark Lord so maybe your dream car has an ejector seat.
Jilli, have you tried Blavod? I saw an article in the paper about Halloween cocktails and it looked pretty cool.
Cashmere, it tastes kinda like printer toner. I still have a bottle of it that I have made exactly one drink with.
So, I have swirly bats inked on my left arm! There will be photos in a couple of days.
Yay swirly bats!
On the other hand I'm not quite sure how I got from the passenger seat to fleeing The Dark Lord so maybe your dream car has an ejector seat.O man. First you let everyone know that I'm a nice guy. Now everyone knows about the ejector seat! There are no secrets left about me!
ION, I haz tickets to Florida! Woot! Arriving in Orlando on the 8th, leaving the 12th. Red eye out, early-morning-PITA-to-wake-up for the ride back. This will be the closest thing to a vacation in about 6 years or so. Tho, the whole time is with family, so it could be very nerveracking.