I'm just trying to tell you that we have nothing in common besides both of us liking your penis.

Anya ,'Dirty Girls'


Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.  

[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.


Anne W. - Dec 09, 2008 2:25:53 am PST #3735 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

I'm thinking the dried fruit won't be hurt by another day soaking in booze. It's having to go to the grocery store again in such short order that has me gnashing my teeth.


vw bug - Dec 09, 2008 2:31:41 am PST #3736 of 10000
Mostly lurking...

I know. I really do hate that. I had to call around and find a grocery store open on Thanksgiving morning because I'd taken out the heavy whipping cream to make room in the fridge...then it never got put back in. So, I woke up to find it on the dishwasher. Fortunately, the grocery store in the square was open, and mom and dad just stopped and picked it up. But, it's so frustrating!


Laura - Dec 09, 2008 2:44:34 am PST #3737 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

Yep, I know that one too. Had all my stuff out to make pies a couple days ago, then found that I had no corn starch. Now I have the corn starch, but the ambition is gone.

Woke from my slumber at 6am to the sounds of yelling outside my bedroom window. Weather is wonderful and all my windows are wide open. I look outside and the couple next door are standing in the open doorway screaming and I can see the arms swinging in clear hitting fashion. Silhouettes because of the pre-dawn hour. I yell out that I am calling the cops, which wakes the 3 men in my house and they all go running (with a bat) to assist the damsel in distress.

Cops come and she tells them they were just having an argument and she threw her hummus at him. Hummus is outside on the ground. Whatever. They can be pissed at the crabby neighbor, but you have a screaming physical fight outside my window at 6am and I call the cops. Grrr

This on top of the 3 people in my garage opening my kitchen door at 1am the other night. I love my house, but I am about ready to move.

Continued ~ma for Raq's aunt. Also, hope that the soothing sleep helped the back, Barb.

Mmmmmm. Coffee is so yum. I usually wait until I get to the office to indulge. But since I was up early....


Hil R. - Dec 09, 2008 2:51:44 am PST #3738 of 10000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Gronklies. Don't wanna be awake yet. Don't have to be awake yet, actually. Not sure why awake.


Laura - Dec 09, 2008 2:54:51 am PST #3739 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

How is the shoulder this morning, Hil? If you don't have to be awake go back to bed!


WindSparrow - Dec 09, 2008 2:59:24 am PST #3740 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Hey guys! Why aren't you sleeping yet?

I might have been, by the time you said that. Sorry about volunteering situation, Shir, but I think vw is right: Uni first.

{{meara}} I'm sorry you are having such crappy drama. I have no wisdom for you.

Laura, it sounds like a move would do you good.

{{{{{{Bitches}}}}}

I have to get motivated to shovel snow. Thbbbpt.


Hil R. - Dec 09, 2008 3:04:29 am PST #3741 of 10000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Shoulder's still hurting, but not quite as badly as last night.


WindSparrow - Dec 09, 2008 3:25:46 am PST #3742 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Ok, fifteen minutes of shoveling, and the headache that was almost gone, is back in full force. And the local newspaper whose parking lot is right next to our driveway, their snow-clearing crew has decided it is a good idea to restrict our ability to see while backing out of our driveway by piling up all the snow into our trees. I'm ticked off about the danger of not being able to see, and I'm ticked off about what I'm imagining it might do to the health of the trees to be all packed in snow and ice.


WindSparrow - Dec 09, 2008 3:26:50 am PST #3743 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Shoulder's still hurting, but not quite as badly as last night.

I'm glad there's some improvement. I hope it heals up the rest of the way quick.


Barb - Dec 09, 2008 3:40:00 am PST #3744 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”

Sorry for the continuing sore shoulder, Hil.

And Andi, those newspaper people need to be smacked. Can you call their offices and lodge a complaint?