We're getting all this precipitation again. But it's in liquid form. Weird. Plus there's this weird phenomena that I think is called "thunder" and "lightning".
Lilah ,'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
I have no idea of the actual temp within my office, but I'm wearing a sweater and a fleece zip-up and am STILL freezing.
Want a cave with a warm blanket and internet. And a good supply of nummy Thai food.
Well, last week we did get a tiny, mild warm snap. It got up to mid eighties for a couple of days.
::runs from thread::
I'm going to move back to California. Just so I can knock your fucking teeth down your throat.That's the evil plan! Sean is just bait.
That's the evil plan! Sean is just bait.
You're...not so good with the Evil Plans are you? I mean, rule #2 is, like, "Don't spill details of Evil Plan until you have the Hero chained up in some ridiculously contrived Death Trap and even then you might want to wait until the plan succeeds and then spell it out for the viewers."
I haven't even gotten into my car yet and now I know it's all just some dastardly ruse.
Ruse or not it is still a bone chilling sixty degrees here.
Ruse or not it is still a bone chilling sixty degrees here.
Okay, the list of People Who Need To Have Their Fucking Teeth Knocked Down Their Throat is, to date:
SeanK
ND
Now, this is just in relation to temperature and people I know. I have a whole other giant list for people I don't personally know and other reasons for teeth-down-throat-knockage.
Now, I just need a couple thousand dollars to pack up my family and move them to California.
Well here in NonCrazyLand, it is a balmy 45. And raining.
That funding can be arranged MM.
PS. Brrrrrrrrrrr
Dude, if that was all it would take, we'd start a Bring the Miracleborns Home pot and you'd be here in a matter of months. IJS.