Hec wins.
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
Nicely done, Hecubus. You can do the eulogy at my Ray Cole wake(and bring the Pogues)
Are you going to be laid out on a pool table?
That's beautiful, Hec.
So today was our monthly staff meeting - it's held on the first Friday of the month. No one told me that you don't have to come back to the office after! I could have driven this morning and gone and run errands this afternoon until I had to pick up Joe. Instead, I'm alone in my office.
t signs hec's letter
Fay, love, the hair is gorgeous.
From a while back, I clicked on ita's aims-recommended link and nearly died. Shirtless royal rugger ftw.
Hi, it's Friday and I'm bored.
smon - you and I can swoon all over him together in a couple of weeks.
YUH-HUM!
You for the royalness, me for the rugby.
But declaring interest isn't throwing, really. Just asking if the fellow wants to grab a drink sometime. Or saying "you want to walk me home?" or whatever. I have many excruciatingly embarassing memories of times I flung myself and nothing happened, but also many lovely memories of relationships which couldn't have happened without me making a move.
The guy I had a crush on in college and went to his room acted shocked and annoyed and ushered me out. This lead to many nights of bitter self-recrimination. This guy came to seek me out at the 10th reunion to say he always fancied me but thought the whole idea of a relationship was too scary and had always regretted what happened.
t daydreams
mmmmmmmm................