Wow, meara. I'm not sure I can even follow all of that!
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.
That sounds like a Grey's Anatomy episode.
That sounds like a Grey's Anatomy episode.
...apparently you could say that about a lot of my life. Only with fewer doctors. And more lesbians.
Only with fewer doctors. And more lesbians.
Hopefully with fewer explosions, as well.
In my homework stress, I missed all the kudos on my sexiness. Thank you all, and consider the compliments returned in full.
Fucking homework totally done now, except some reading but who cares about that. Now going outside to fix my bike. I hope. Wish me mechanic skillz-ma!
And more lesbians.
Have you been watching Grey's lately? (semi-spoilery taunt)
anybody want a thing? My cat just thinks it's annoying.
I bought ice cream today, Blue Bell. And then I read the ingredients in my Peaches and Homemade Vanilla ice cream. Which included corn syrup and high fructose corn syrup.
Won't be buy them again eve though their half gallons are true half gallons, (well I bought 2 pints).
I hate that HFCS is in EVERYTHING. Trying to find a jelly for PB&J's w/o HFCS is tough. I grabbed a Smuckers called "Just Fruit" figuring it was as named. Nope. Tons of stuff, plus that corn syrup crap. The stuff is not good for you. Is a little bit of sugar that bad? and with the price of corn through the roof, I can't imagine it being all that cheap anymore.
Omnis, go to Whole Foods. Whole rows of CF-free jams.
Have you been watching Grey's lately?
Heh. Still more lesbians in my life. Less sex. More lesbians.
And yeah, HFCS is in eeeeeeeverything. I dated someone who was allergic to corn, and MAN, it's crazy.
Am currently irked because I am trying to slowly get ready to go on my trip, and need to do laundry...and someone has been doing laundry for ages. And now their stuff is done...and they haven't come ot get it out. I'm like "DAMN YOU. I need you to put your shit in the dryer so it will be done so I can put MINE in the dryer so it will be DRY by the time I need to LEAVE for the AIRPORT"