Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
[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.
Thanks Sparky - I'll follow their lead and only intrude when asked.
They'll have a schtick, but you know what she sounds like when she's really scared or in distress.
So, we mostly just watch our friend wander around and be kind of a plastic shell of what she is. Really sucks.
And really sad. May you and your friend have a great time tonight, when you both finally get there.
Oh, Frank, I personally love you, but my high of 99 says "bite me".
Oh, Frank, I personally love you, but my high of 99 says "bite me".
Oh I hear you on that. Plus it looks like that's the Boston forecast; Heat Miser may not be getting as close to Salem, he says pleadingly.
My current 49 degrees and rainy, with a high today of 56 says...uh..."I moved to Seattle for a reason"??
And of course 85 is a perfect day in Los Angeles.
Unless you're talking to ita.
(Guest cat is nifty looking - she has a mask!)
She's still extremely yowly, which is driving me nuts. She wasn't this chatty and freaked out the last time she lived at The Boy's. And it's the kind of prolonged, harsh yowl that, to me, reads "I'm injured/in pain/unwell!!!" But it's probably just her saying, "Why the hell am I in a new place?" Still, it's annoying b/c it's LOUD.
Her markings are really pretty, though.
Ugh. It's supposed to reach the low 90s on Saturday, after weeks of barely cracking 80, and it looks like it's not coming down much more than to 85 for the forseeable future. I'm. Not. Ready. For. This. SHIT!
We're in the 90s starting today and for at least the next 5 days. I had to talk The Boy into putting on the a/c. (To be fair, he works in a warehouse all day, which, while there's some pretense of climate control, ends up being un-climate-controlled, so the temp in the warehouse is close to the outdoor temp. After working all day in that, he's okay with the ambient temperature in the house. I'm not.)
And it was less "talk him into" and more "tell him that I'm turning on the a/c because otherwise I might keel over and 80% humidity is a damned good reason for a/c and by the way I pay half his house payment and half the utilities so god damn it, I'm turning on the a/c." Like that. You know.
Most human beings *like* climate control. I hook up with the one guy who likes to be all back to nature and shit.
t edit The one benefit of living in a 900-square-foot house? It takes literally 15 minutes for the a/c to cool the house off.
:: shakes fist at Eddie Izzard god::
WHY CAN'T I BE IN DALLAS RIGHT NOW????!!!!???
DJ, I'd join you in a halfaheartbeat! Dang not moved yet.
IOmeN, I finally got to chat with benefits person down at new job. Seems they haved stopped doing the standard 30 day wait thing a few years back. My benefits kick in AUGUST 1st! So that would be a months overlap between two plans! Woot! Yippee!
OK, back to cruising net trying to find place. I'll be making calls today. Oy. Wish me luck!
It's 87 here now, and humid. I just got in from grocery shopping and got an email from my mother telling me to get outside and get some Vitamin D.
find-a-place~ma Omnis
Should I go buy the new Buffy comic (out of my last $10 'till next Thursday) before work? The number of posts in Other Media keeps growing and I don't want to go in there until I've read it.