'Bushwhacked'
[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.
Thanks for the compliments, y'all. I'm diggin' the new 'do.
ION, I've been watching Pride & Prejudice tonight and I want a Mr. Darcy. That looks like Colin Firth.
My P.O.O. is watching the ladies
The line break combined with the acronym is rather unfortunate. And disturbing.
The line break combined with the acronym is rather unfortunate. And disturbingsorry about that. I guess my screen resolution is a bit wider. Should I un-acronym it? Truth be told, I hadn't even seen that obvious poor choice.
No, it's funny. Do not change a thing.
Timelies!
Barb, I'm sorry about the stupidity of your former publishers. If you want to think about small press, email me. Maybe we can do something.
Sorry about Tom's sucktastic layoff. I hope it leads to something cool.
Love the beautiful babies, haircuts, and awesome student news for Erin.
I'm sorry. That was not even befitting the name meara. I've been a wimp. I seem to be in a flare-up. I can't quite walk across a room without holding on to a wall. Mostly today Aidan has had my computer watching Thomas the Tank Engine reruns while I curled up in the recliner and napped. I did finally update Erika's website with content she sent me in May and June (sorry Erika).
No, it's funny. Do not change a thing.See ND, I do make funnies! See See SEE!!
Aw shit, he's on a boat, and probably will skim right past.
:: must acquire further proof that I can, on occasion, be funny ::
ok. I'm drafting. Really. I swear. not here.
We love you anyway, Omnis.
Went to trivia.
Did really well. But not well enough. Came in third. No money, no beer.
Then had long convo with Girl. Officially broke up. Boo. She's all kinds of messed up. Got to yell at her some (not raised voice, just "Dude, you can say "I'm not good at this", but (a) you are a fucking THERAPIST, and (b) you are 35 years old. That excuse has run thin. Get over it and be a fucking adult. Sorry. That doesn't fly anymore"), but it didn't make me feel all that much better. A little. But not much. But mostly it was just a sorta chill and sad conversation. Sigh. Boo.
And I kept seeing the synchronized diving over my shoulder on in the bar during trivia and thinking "Man, how come this wasn't on when I was watching Olympics during the daytime?!?!"
{{{Barb}}} I am so sorry.
Kristin, enjoy the rest of the week at sea. Sorry for stupid corporate garbage.
ChiKat, hair looks great!
Now I must get ready for day 2 of the school. I think I get to work in the theatre all day. They didn't give me my classroom back and put a new math teacher in there. Argh. The room backs up to the black box. I already told her that it gets loud sometimes. She thinks she can handle it.
(((Deena))) I'm so sorry you're having a flare up. Feel better.
I'm feeling almost normal this morning. I still don't trust myself to drive, but I think I will be ok by tomorrow.
Went to trivia.
I've been meaning to ask, how do they handle calling on people at bar trivia nights? Since you can't buzz in, do they just look for the first people to shoot up their hands or is there some other protocol?