Spike/Harm ,'Help'
[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.
Smooth~surgery~ma to The Boy and lavender~scented~calm~ma to Steph. You definitely deserve a damn break, lady.
Job~ma to Tom!
I've been ignoring the friend requests from Dad's pals, but they send them again and again. The only nice thing I can say about it is that two of them have said I look exactly like my Mom (one even said, "Hi, little Debbie!"), which is a complete compliment as my mom is smoking hot.
The reason why I am not linking my livejournal to facebook is because I suddenly have a lot of family friended on facebook, including future in-laws. So, I am keeping things pretty general there. The interesting things is I have found some cousins I had lost contact with their and found out things that I am pretty sure the rest of my family does not know about.
This is why I have two facebook accounts. One for friends, one for work/relatives.
This is why I have two facebook accounts. One for friends, one for work/relatives.
Do you have two accounts both under your real name? I don't really feel the need to do this right now. My friends are here and livejournal as well. So anything I don't want my family to see can be said here or there.
Dear Headache
Please to be going away. And take the nausia with you. I have work to do and I can't go home early today. Plus I really do want to go to Karate tonight but at the moment the idea makes me feel even worse.
No Love,
Me
non threatening boy == not going to push me into doing something I don't want to do. Which is good 'cause I don't know what I want to do. I liked nice guys, not mean guys. and mean was very broad definition when I was an early adolescent.
surgery ~~ma~~ job~~ma~~ and a few bits of car ~~ma~~
interviewing is very hard -- Matt had one day with two four hour interviews. Crazy. he had 4 30-minute interview with one co today -- and then he has a phone interview tonight.
I got my first Facebook friend request from a work person the other day - and someone who also pointed out that there's a mutual Buffista on our friend lists. (Well, she doesn't know about the Buffista part. But the mutual friend is one of us.) Unexpected.
~ma to all in need.
Surgery went smoothly, and we're home now. The Boy is full of percocet and is sleeping, and I'm about to go join him. Uh, for the sleeping, not the percocet. Am very tired.
Thanks for all the good thoughts, folks.
Sleep well, perverts.
Aww, man. Look what we missed. Absinthe Party at the Hollywood Forever Cemetary
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