I know! I've run out of television and was hoping for distraction (I'm trying to stay off my feet, even though my toe seems somewhat better)
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.
I do need to get to work, but this headache is killing me. So, I'm procrastinating.
So, not only does CBD like carrots and bacon, but he also really likes my eggs I make for him. Apparently, I make them perfect. At lunch today he went on and on about how much better my eggs are than the eggs the restaurant makes. It was really kind of adorable.
Good grief! Where is everyone? So quiet in here today...
Well I had to run out to the gyno where I had the best visit ever! A piece of her lamp came off while I was in the stirrups and fell between us. She hadn't really been paying attention and she jumped back, startled. She'd thought, for a split second, that it had shot out of ME.
Then she told me the story about a former patient who'd used her vagina as a change purse. for real.
At lunch today he went on and on about how much better my eggs are than the eggs the restaurant makes.
CBD Boy is really utterly darling.
CBD Boy is really utterly darling.
He really is. I was all, "Even when I break the yolks?" And he then went on to explain why, yes, even when I break the yolks, my eggs are better than the perfect-looking eggs at the restaurant. So cute and sweet.
I'm very disturbed by lisah's story.
I'm very disturbed by lisah's story.
One of the funniest parts to me was that I'd just learned that doctors call that area "the vault!" So I was like "she kept her money in her VAULT?!"
In a little baggie, evidently.
In a little baggie, evidently.
I think that makes it better. Maybe.
I've heard of keeping money in your bra, but...
I've heard of keeping money in your bra, but...
A friend of mine in the Peace Corps used to keep folding money in her waistband and on more than one occasion she would go to the outhouse drunk, and lose the money down the hole.
smonster! Hi, there!
Wayy cute smitten CBD, vw.
Christian the Lion ... It is my earnest belief that Heaven is a place where the beloved cats of the past are all the size of lions.
Someone tell me to get my ass in gear and actually finish this paperwork for Halloween for Universal Studios.