Oh, just you wait, mister. I wasn't planning on paying attention in the meeting I'm about to run off to ANYWAY, so I can spend it writing that Very Stern Letter.
You sound threatening. Did you miss the part where I asked if you have a newsletter?
[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.
Oh, just you wait, mister. I wasn't planning on paying attention in the meeting I'm about to run off to ANYWAY, so I can spend it writing that Very Stern Letter.
You sound threatening. Did you miss the part where I asked if you have a newsletter?
Babe, I told you last night - your dad gets his Canadian citizenship that means you can get it too and we can move to Vancouver!
They have my program at the University of British Columbia.
So on my lunchtime walk (see! I do get out of my chair!) I went up the hill and on the way back down wandered into a neighborhood salon. (I am leery of local salons and wish that my much-loved Baltimore place were closer...) Ended up in a seat with the very adorable, much older Mr. Miyagi-type doing hair-shui for a good fifteen minutes. He even whipped out the color wheel. It was interesting, though he said I couldn't have bangs. I may go back and see what happens.
My sister would like me to ask if anyone would know how to perform a ritual cleansing of her apartment.
Joe would. There's burning of sage and blood letting involved, I think.
Or maybe that's how to get rid of demons. I can't remember.
maybe that's how to get rid of demons.
I think in this case an exorcism wouldn't be going too far. I do know where to get bundles of sage.
Well, except for the part where I haven't become Queen of the Vampires or something like that, but even then I knew it was a pretty unrealistic dream.
To be fair, love, I think you've come as far towards achieving that dream as is humanly possible. At least for anyone who's more interested in the associated gothly aesthetics, rather than in the whole bloodletting side of things. (I mean, I know there are people out there doing the blood-drinking business and calling themselves children of the night, but it's not particularly sanitary, nor, I rather suspect, is it good for the dry cleaning bill. I prefer your route.)
I'm watching a Playboy video that's so lame I'm not even sure it's porn.
your dad gets his Canadian citizenship that means you can get it too and we can move to Vancouver!
Vancouver is acceptable. It's driving distance from Seattle. And in the right time zone.