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.
Yay on being judged not crazy?
I am bored. I'm also sick. Not majorly sick, just a stomach bug, but sick enough that I haven't really been doing much this week. And now I'm feeling mostly better, but bored. And I'm reading one of Daniel Silva's Gabriel Allon books, which I'd said I wouldn't read anymore. (The stereotyping of the Arab characters in the last few books was getting on my nerves. But I'm reading the first one now, where the villains are mostly Nazis, and one crazy English guy, and one Swiss detective. The first few books in this series can drag me in with the neat espionage stuff, even while I avoid the last two or so because of the politics.)
Hee. mears's GILF stories are making me laugh. meara's my lesbian West Coast self and Trudy is my het East Coast self. I am a little drunk, so I am very philsophical. Ha. I spelled that right.
They are changing -- have changed, June 20th -- KC bars to non-smoking. IT SUCKS, btw. But we went to a dive bar with a back porch. NO ONE was there, and they had NO call liquor. But we were the only girls in the bar (and were very popular) possibly because I was wearing a emerald dress cut down to Glory, and...uh, we were the only girls in the bar. But we looked fucking cute, and sat and talke with this older guy who'd lost his wife to cancer and he was sweet and got us high on the deserted back porch.
So does someone want to come to my house and make out with me right now? It would be SO FUN!!!
lalalallala.....little drunk, feels good.
EDIT: I knew I would have to edit. Dammit. Where's my lighter?! Damn.
So does someone want to come to my house and make out with me right now? It would be SO FUN!!!
Awww! Drunk Erin!! I want pictures of this emerald green dress, it sounds hot! Especially with the new haircut. And cut down to there.
I would make out with you, if Kansas weren't all far away and shit. Or at least snuggle with you. Snuggling would be nice. And then we could go out for brunch in the morning, and sit in the sun outdoors and tell each other stories and people-watch, since it's Pride weekend here, and the gays will be out along the street near my house, being proud and having brunch....
the gays will be out along the street near my house, being proud and having brunch....
I kind of love this image.
I just realized that the book I'm reading is actually the second book in this series, not the first. I didn't start buying these until about four or five books were out, so all the copies I have list all of the other books on the "other books by ..." page. Why can't books that go in an order like this be published in some way that makes the order clear? I had to check copyright dates to figure it out. The copy of the first book I have says, "By the author of The Confessor" on the cover, and The Confessor was book three.
It's a cute dress. I would make out with you right now! But usually when I go to brunch, it is kind of a shameful, hungover brunch, which can also hold a certain charm
oh, why is there no one to make out with RIGHT NOW? There should be a teleporter!
HELLO MR. MAKEOUT!!!!
Bring me some fries, too, please.
Erin is cute drunk!
Meara, me thinks the temperature is about to dialed up in your life soon. Hawt!
As for me? I got the bestest friends in all the world. Throwing me an awesome shindig. Words can't say thank you enough. I'm happy to say I didn't get weepy once all night... Ok till now. I'm gonna miss everyone. A lot.
Ok I need to sleep now. Batman work call is gonna be Really early. Uggg.
Did we know about punditkitten.com? [link]
Oh, goodness! meara and Erin were hy-sterical last night. Love that morning reading!
My thesis buddy is over. She spent the night. Poor thing is in the middle of a bad breakup. You know what sucks? Being in the fun, beginning part of a relationship when one of your best buddies is in the middle of a bad breakup.
Poor vw-thesis-buddy. {{{{}}}} stocking vw up on hugs so she has plenty for her friend.