Angel ,'Just Rewards (2)'
[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.
Sox, I'm finished work early in the afternoon. Would it help if I came to play with sidewalk chalk? It's not a full day, and Monday's no good, but if it helps you are welcome to my time.
thank you so much D!!! that's incredibly generous. I'm taking Iris ice skating around 12 - so we're covered until around 2. I'm hoping that will wipe her out.
Ned had become almost content with his life. He had a successful pie business, his friends Olive and Orson Card, and someone to love, but not touch. There was only one problem. They all had good relationships with him, but not each other. Ned decided to remedy the situation – he was going to have a party.
Orson Card? That's an interesting slip from Emerson Cod.
Aaaaaand now I'm wondering what would happen if Ned touched one of Mrs. Lovett's pies. Ewwwwww.
Orson Card? That's an interesting slip from Emerson Cod.
BWAHAHAHAHA! That's how I hear it in my head.
Aaaaaand now I'm wondering what would happen if Ned touched one of Mrs. Lovett's pies. Ewwwwww.
Oh, now there's a horrifying and delightful plot bunny!
::looks expectantly at Jilli and connie::
For Valentine's Day, I got the kids strawberry flavored water in cute, little kid-sized bottles and for Christopher, I got him a new, spiral-bound atlas (yes, it is the geekiest of gifts because he likes to follow tv shows and movies with his atlas).
Raise your hand if you have no childcare tomorrow, as well as Monday.
Oof, sorry to hear that Sox. You could send her down here and I could see if they'd let her stay at Sass' day care! Imagine how tired she'd be! (And dirty, too!)
There's a student standing outside my office, talking to another librarian, lying through his teeth. Dude, I did not tell you that when you called!
Oh, now there's a horrifying and delightful plot bunny!
::looks expectantly at Jilli and connie::
I would be all over this if I had seen more than one lonely episode of Pushing Daisies.
Gosh, it's a good thing I'm working from home today. Otherwise I'd be able to act on my urge to go thwack a writer with a croquet mallet.
I'm scheduled for my first mammogram tomorrow morning. Yipes, I feel old. And saggy.
Maria, insent to your gmail account about lunch next week!
Backflung!
Aimee, please tell me we will have pictures of Em's insane VDay adorableness.
JZ and Hec, I'm sorry about cranky babies and bad knees and cars that aren't reliable anymore.
My fingers are crossed for the minimum boob squish-age necessary, Cash.
Maria! Smooches! And nibbles!