And giggle at the name...
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[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.
It doesn't look nearly as much fun as it sounds.
Today, technology was out to get me. We had set back after set back. I kept asking folks where the nearest bell tower is, since it seems historically speaking, Texans do that kinda thing, but nobody would tell me where one is. After dinner break, we made some headway. Exhausted now. And I can't seem to find my musician custom ear plugs, or my shooter muffs. I am retreating to watch SG-1. Send ice cream... some booze... and a cute gal who can give a nice massage. And something to aide in waking up in a timely manner in the morning.
You treat that cute massage gal right, she could probably be convinced to wake you up in the am...
now that's what I'm talking about!
Or there is always my method - just don't sleep. I prefer your proposed scenario.
I do that well enough, until about 3 or 4 am... then the body (usually) sacks out. But then it doesn't want to wake up easily in time for work. Oy.
Yeah, that sounds like my life lately. At least I'm not working the EARLY hours like I used to, but I still aim to be in the office by 7:30. Oy. I'm wide-freaking-awake. Snarl.
I kept asking folks where the nearest bell tower is, since it seems historically speaking, Texans do that kinda thing, but nobody would tell me where one is.
I have to say, I'm impressed that you're making the effort to fit in.
bt!!!!!!