True words say I.
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.
now that's the kind of spoilage I'm in favor of.
well, it seems like the thunderstorm (complete with hail) is over. blessed quiet
bad news: the hard drive on my old computer is frelled, all of the data is gone. I'm annoyed because it was my fault for unplugging the damn USB keyboard. they mean it when they say you have to safely remove the hardware. didn't lose a whole lot, some pictures and old resumes. Maybe some old papers from law school.
good news: 1. had no idea what to have for dinner, found a piece of my lasagne in the freezer. damn, that's good. 2. ASSHAT BOSS ANNOUNCED THAT HE IS LEAVING.
yay for good news!
Aw, vw! I'm so chuffed for you, girl! How did you meet him? Does he have good prospects? Are his intentions honourable?
Okay, scratch those last two. But yeah - how did you meet him?
JZ - that's a FABULOUS Hecugift. Although initially I only looked at photo 1, and thus was puzzled about the porniness.
goes off to Google up a Utah quarter.
How did you meet him?
crazyblinddate.com. No, really.
Does he have good prospects?
Yeah, actually he seems to.
Are his intentions honourable?
As far as I can tell.
Okay, scratch those last two. But yeah - how did you meet him?
Oh, oops. Well, I answered anyways.
crazyblinddate! How fun.
that's about as porny as a Utah quarter
Wow. I just googled. That's...wow. Some artist is laughing really hard out there.
YAY good dates, vw! I'm thrilled you're having fun.
Vortex, I meant to say earlier that I'm very sorry about your unexpectedly huge party. I can't believe someone would invite anyone if the evite didn't specifically say it's okay to do so. Also, YAY EVIL BOSS LEAVING!
How is a person supposed to fall asleep when they feel like this? I'm so wide awake and wired, but I SO need to go to sleep!
Third date on Thursday, and then you evil San Franciscoistas get him for a week. Meanies.
YAY!
Ok. He paid for dinner, and I thanked him and said, "I'm not used to being so spoiled." And he said, "Well, that's just wrong. You should always be spoiled."
Very true!