Married life does appear to have it's benefits.
First and foremost is never. having. to. date. again.
(Thats my resistance to polyamory, actually. Dear GOD why would you want to keep putting yourself through that?)
William ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[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.
Married life does appear to have it's benefits.
First and foremost is never. having. to. date. again.
(Thats my resistance to polyamory, actually. Dear GOD why would you want to keep putting yourself through that?)
Trudy - teh sex, silly!
Well, THAT...
In other news, a photo of everyone's favorite caballero.
Have I mentioned yet this week that I saw him in Cabaret?
Somehow I managed to not fling myself onto the stage and start licking him.
Bloody Bunny is so freaking cool!
In completely other random news: I leave for Budapest in a little over 2 weeks. I know I need a plug converter thingie, prolly something to keep my money and passport in, but what else.
Also, while I know that Budapest's Ferihegy airport is pronounced ferryhedge, it does not stop me from hearing it as ferengi in my head.
Truly, you are a master of self control and restraint, Trudy.
And I was in the mezzanine.
Yes, but did she wait until after the show, sneak backstage, and THEN start licking him? That would be true restraint!
Actually, I knew someone in that show. And I met up with him for coffee afterwards. And I was really excited to see him -- he'd been an instructor of mine in college and not only did I get to see him perform on Broadway, I got to catch up on what was going on.
But I didn't want to seem like it was all to meet Alan so I didn't even ask.
THAT was true restraint.
sighhh... Alan... restraints...