I'm floating.
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.
As my earlier posts can attest: I am here but with very little to contriubute to the conversation.
So how's the real estate market?
Where did today go?
Killing the thread...
I don't know, but I just spent a couple really good hours with Matt H, learning how to actually play guitar. He was ad doll and brought an amp for the electric he already lent me, plus a nylon-stringed acoustic, and we sat and chatted and worked on a song and just were generally musical. So it was good.
Now, I need to nap before having dinner with JZ, Lee, and megan walker. Whee!
...because I need to say...
STOP!!! Hammertime!!
Lovely day isn't it?
Can't touch this thread anymore. It's hammer time!
"Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down." Mar 15, 2008 4:20:56 pm PDT