We keep talking about some kind of yard sale, but it never materializes because a) we don't have a yard - it would be a "parking space sale", and b) we never seem to get around to actually get around to weeding through our GIANT MOUNTAINS OF CRAP to decide what to try and sell, how much to sell it for, and when we actually plan on having this imaginary sell-off.
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.
Suzi, did you see Lee's news?
Yes, I did.
Clearly Suzi is ignoring me.
Huh?
You didn't say anything.
You didn't say anything.
I had gone potty, sorry. Will hold it in next time so I can say -
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT
Well alright then.
The FedEx guy needs to GET. HERE. with S's new computer, and our new AirPort Express.
I'm wishing I had ordered my new laptop first, but S has been wanting a new laptop for sooo long.
I'm wishing I had ordered my new laptop first, but S has been wanting a new laptop for sooo long.
And this is what makes you the World's Best Boyfriend. S is a lucky woman.
Yeah, as jealous as I am, I wanted her to get New Toy! first.
Plus, I'll get to set lots of stuff up for her, so I get to play with it.
{{{{Seanycakes}}}}
Nora, FWIW, I own these Clarks sandals in brown and black. They are my One True Sandal. ZOMG so comfy.
Oz update: Am dying of cute. Dog is lying on notepad on top of desk with his head dangling off the edge-passed out.
Earlier he wigged over coworkers Furby.
And now he just looked up at me and sighed. Even he knows the day should be over.