aieee! my bra wire broke and was very hurty. I had to take the bra off altogether... so now the ladies are on the loose!
Well, then, this is a day I'll feel good to be me.
Mal ,'Trash'
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.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 03, 2008 11:25:43 am PST #680 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
SuziQ - Jan 03, 2008 11:32:41 am PST #681 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Buffista ~ma is powerful stuff.
My boss will be here tomorrow, so I'm putting a full explanation on hold until after I talk with her.
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
hippocampus - Jan 03, 2008 11:37:49 am PST #682 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
SuziQ!!!! Whee!
Steph L. - Jan 03, 2008 11:38:11 am PST #683 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Sounds like good stuff, Suzi!
megan walker - Jan 03, 2008 11:46:54 am PST #684 of 10001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Congrats Suzi!!!
sj - Jan 03, 2008 11:50:11 am PST #685 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Yay, Suzi!
EpicTangent - Jan 03, 2008 12:16:53 pm PST #686 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
And I wander in just in time for SuziSqueee!
Yay Suzi! In whatever the form, it is lovely to see the Squeee!
So good to see youze guys!
P.S. Universe, back the hell offa Nora. Seriously. ThxBye.
P.P.S. Unless the news of the Girls being set free to roam about willy-nilly is good news? In which case, You go, Girls!
Daisy Jane - Jan 03, 2008 12:18:01 pm PST #687 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Keeping my fingers crossed for you Suzi.
Daisy Jane - Jan 03, 2008 12:25:49 pm PST #688 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Because I didn't want my crab to get on Suzi's squee.
Mr. Jane wasn't home when I ran back to see if I could grab money. Phone was sitting in the truck. I scrounged up $3.00 in quarters for some crappy chef boyardee. He called while I was on my way back to work (praying I wouldn't run out of gas and half an hour late which I will pay for by staying until 8:00 tonight) because he'd talked to his friend (who I called to see if he was over there-and who he called before me) and wanted to know what I wanted.
Uhm FOOD and FOR YOU TO ANSWER THE GODDAMNED PHONE WE SPEND $100 A MONTH ON! I swear I want to beat him to death with it (ok maybe not, but my tummy could right about now).
And yeah, I should have remembered to grab some cash from him this morning, but the appropriate response to your stressed out starving wife is not. "You should have grabbed money this morning." or worse "Why didn't you go to the bank to get your new card?" Because the response is not going to be, "Gee honey, you're right, that was dumb of me. I guess I'll just go hungry!" It's going to be, "You also knew I had no money had I crossed your mind once today and since I'm not off work today I don't have the luxury of hoping the bank line is short enough to stop by on my half hour lunch break that I can get a new card and get some lunch and have any time to eat it, you insensitive asshole!"
sj - Jan 03, 2008 12:26:10 pm PST #689 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
The two portable phones in our apartment have inexplicably stopped working. The regular phone in the kitchen is fine. I have no idea what is wrong.