I don't think you can write drama and be male without that. Except for Hawkeye...he had an awesome dad.
'Touched'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[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.
Somewhere in this fucking office there is a fucking package of fucking printer ink. In other words, I'm having a Bad Day.
Today the Cntl key stuck on my keyboard. Then I changed keyboards and in the process, fished out and plugged in the printer cord that the dog had unplugged by going under the desk. Now the printer wants ink and I have some. I swear to god. I can only find the black, though. Other bad things happened, which means that I've spend about 30 minutes working and about 6 hours crawling under the desk, swearing, opening drawers and rebooting.
In the process, the dog got a piece of velcro and chewed it up, and it's now all in bits prickly side down on the carpet.
ION, Happy birthday, MM!
And he always has a Danny. Its some sort of Sorkin Law.
I'm surprised he didn't invent one for Charlie Wilson.
Bacon Shawls: [link] (scroll down)
I am watching Cry Baby now. I should own this movie.
You really should.
My friend and I were talking last night about my pending trip to MD and what tours to take, etc., and I realized that the only things I'm associating Baltimore with, and therefore being all excited about, are John Waters (well, Hairspray and Cry Baby specifically), and Charm City Cakes. And I feel like I'm being a little vicarious for Erika. I'm not sure how to build a trip around that.
my cat does not want me to play Please Mr. Jailer...
over and over again really loud.
Good "morning" bitches. I am being such a good girl today. Although I still have not gotten up early to walk the dog, I made myself breakfast and lunch today. For breakfast I had buckwheat hot cereal and for lunch I have a cheese sandwich with lots of red and green oak leaf lettuce and carrot sticks on the side. I can hear my sandwich calling me from the fridge trying to say that it's not complete without some bacon and some mayo but I have access to neither so I can safely ignore it.
and I realized that the only things I'm associating Baltimore with, and therefore being all excited about, are John Waters (well, Hairspray and Cry Baby specifically), and Charm City Cakes. And I feel like I'm being a little vicarious for Erika. I'm not sure how to build a trip around that.
um...I could totally work this out for you! I totally behind in f2f so I don't remember when you're coming or what your plans are but email me if you want to try to get together! I can at least bring you to my friends' store where he gets his fan mail. And drive you by Charm City Cakes.
The Charm City Cake at the event I was at on Saturday, by the way: [link]
You can stop short of "The district attorney was *such* a nice guy," Epic. Or wondering if they really believe the vials in your carryon are "souvenirs" Although if you bought WMD, they wouldn't find it anyway.