...well, at one point she did come around behind me, and say "pardon me, I'm just going to hide behind you for a second while I readjust my cock"....obvi not a bio one, but...

Am trying to figure out what to wear as a top tomorrow: I'm going to a murder mystery party set in Vegas, where my character is a call girl named "Ivanna Fook." Ahem. So I figure fun sexy wig, stilettos, stockings, garter belt, tight black miniskirt...but am unsure on the top. Have to ransack my closet, I suspect. And make cupcakes. And I'm going to a dance class tomorrow afternoon right before the party. Ay!

Also, I was feeling petty because GILF's friend H says to me "Do you want to join the pool?" Apparently she has started a pool on how long it'll take before GILF and this new girl sleep together. I declined, but she mentioned something about a previous pool (this is not hte first time they've bet on GILF apparently) which is about to expire. Something makes me suspicious that *I* am the subject of the other pool...

ew ick. That's the sort of thing that would make me seek out a new circle of friends.

Yeah, I hate to say it, but that's weird.

I'm a little glad though. I'd felt bad that I disliked the gilf so much, never having met her. Now I feel justified in my dislike.

Eh, Laga, don't feel bad. It's natural to dislike those who torment our friends with their inane behavior. And also? Anyone who doesn't embrace the lovely powers of Meara just doesn't deserve her.

Yeah, that's the kind of thing me and my krav friends would have wagered money on. I mean, if we were getting more action.

Still don't like the GILF though.

I hope you wouldn't share details with someone who had been the subject of such a wager... unless you were actually trying to point out what a twunt the other one was.

I don't think it's weird, but it sounds like the kind of thing I'd've done in uni and not so much now. But one of the reasons you learn not to do that shit is that someone is always stupid about who they talk it up to.

Anyway, yay for blocking the GILF. Also, you have so much more fun than me.

Also, you have so much more fun than me.

I love reading about meara's adventures, though sometimes it kinda boggles my mind we're in the same city. I mean, my weekend plans involve a potluck at AB's daycare last night, an eye doctor appointment for me and a haircut for her today, choir tomorrow, and at some point DH and AB making me waffles, because AB has it in her head that's what they have to do for Mother's Day. Right now I'm all happy that I'm awake and reasonably well-rested while the other two or still asleep, because I rarely get this kind of peace and quiet in my world anymore.

meara's Seattle is more interesting than mine.