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[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.
Oi, meara - what the fucking fuck, girl? That's - that just sucks. All my -ma are belong to you, lovely.
Suzi, that guy sounds like a total pillock. A plague upon his house. May his shoes be too tight, his underwear too itchy and his dog pee all over his bedclothes.
...okay, I give in. What is MCR? Or who? Is this a band? Is this bandom?
Love love love the gothic lolita links, btw. Gorgeousness.
MCR is My Chemical Romance and there's gonna to be a spectacular catfight over Gerard Way, the lead singer, in here apparently. They are ... fantastic.
It's like she lives on a prairie or something...Just dress me in gingham and call me Ingalls.
I'm waiting for Gloomcookie to show up because my brain is merrily repeating "Oooh, I got the Jensen Ackles real bad," on a loop. I'd rather have Jensen Ackles. Much niftier than whooping cough.
{{{Cass}}}
{{{Meara}}}
Thanks again for all the lovely b-day wishes, all. I had a very nice day, and taking a half day to be a lazy slug (well lazy other than working out) makes me feel much, much better about heading into work today.
{{Cass}} I hope you were able to get some rest.
Sounds like a pleasant birthday, Anne. Well deserved too.
{{Cass}} I hope you feel better soon. One of my sisters had pertussis, and I remember how much the coughing hurt her. (The other sister, by the way, tested positive for TB exposure and had to go through the 9-12 month treatment -- I'm not sure what this means for my chances of coming down with some olde tyme disease.) ::fluffs dozens of pillows for Cass::
meara, heaps of job~ma.
Oh, CRAP, meara. much ~ma for you.
Yay, it's almost Friday. Kinda.
It's particularly almost Friday here, since we have a very high chance of freezing rain tomorrow. Hooray!
In other news, I'm bummed because my knee-high pirate socks have holes. I bought these on Haight St. the week I got to SF! I love my pirate socks!
(((omnis))) I'm so sorry things are so rough for you.
Unrelatedly, I think I just fell asleep in the shower. Oops.
Just dress me in gingham and call me Ingalls.
Ok, Half-Pint.
Ooodles of ~ma for meara.
I'm surprisingly chipper this morning given how yesterday's workday ended. The more I think about it, the more wrongheaded his rant becomes. Whatever. The iPod is playing angry music for me, so I have achieved inner calm.
Lets see how long that lasts.
WAKE UP KRISTIN!!!!!
Just dress me in gingham and call me Ingalls.
Ok, Half-Pint.
::snorfle::
All kinds of ~ma to meara, and fingers crossed, too.
::hugs Suzi hard:: They're lucky they don't get a good talking to from me. I'm in the mood to rant.