I'd like to get Mike Rowe to do ME.
I'll fight you for him.
Oz ,'First Date'
[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'd like to get Mike Rowe to do ME.
I'll fight you for him.
TMI Warning: Girlie Parts
I have, as I suspected, another case of bacterial vaginosis. I will not go into the details, except to say "OMG! Itch! Itch!" The normal antibiotic for this is Flagyl. I took Flagyl before and had a very weird reaction that included severe mood swings. I forgot to mention that to the doctor, since this came up during a physical. (Otherwise I am quite healthy, but should eat better, since I'm a little high on sugar and low on protein.) The nurse just called to say that the doctor has prescribed Flagyl. She's checking to see if there's something else.
Has anyone else had bad reactions to Flagyl?
No need to fight honey. Age before beauty.
runs VERY VERY VERY FAR AWAY VERY VERY FAST
*smoochies*
Am I a bad person for not wanting to go to my brother's rugby game because the game is and hour and a half drive and gas is $4 a gallon?
Am I a bad person for not wanting to go to my brother's rugby game because the game is and hour and a half drive and gas is $4 a gallon?
No.
Not a bad person at all.
The newly revised strategic plan for this place has written into it, "explore the idea of a retreat."
In my head I'm screaming, "BAD, BAD, BAD IDEA!"
But the retreats I run are fun! and informative! and actually useful rather than being a terrible, manipulative waste of time.
Have you had bad experiences Sparky?
PS: warm thoughts happening for the Sassy girl.
Unrelated to anything, can I just say that I've discovered the greatest treat ever? Creamy vanilla yogurt mixed with pulpy orange juice.
Serious.
I'm in creamsicle heaven...without the brain freeze, the extra calories, having to wait for the damn tinkly ice cream truck and the stick that, even though you know you shouldn't, you can't help yourself from licking at the end and then getting that nasty stick taste that ruins the whole glorious creamsicle experience.
I'm totally blissed out.
A yearbook staffer just came to ask me about my classes. Which is great and all, and they're doing stuff they should be proud of, but I'm no good on the spot, people! EMAIL!