Now I want a cupcake too.
The pain fairy seems to have teamed up with the insomnia fairy at my place this week. I hate them both.
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Now I want a cupcake too.
The pain fairy seems to have teamed up with the insomnia fairy at my place this week. I hate them both.
Anybody else still awake?
Yeah, Hil.
(Well, awake and going to class, so I won't be able to help you much with it).
Typo Boy, I'll reply later. Sleep and health~mas to those who need it.
My cell phone decided to commit suicide. I might have to skip part of class to get it fixed, because I'm NOT gonna travel via rocketland without letting my parents know immediately about my situation if sirens will catch me.
I keep poking at my foot to see if poking at it still hurts. It does. Need to stop doing this.
Shir, cell phone seems important now.
For the amusement of those to be visited by the Insomnia and Pain Fairies, I bring you, via YouTube, Who's On First performed after the manner of the Bard of Avon: [link]
Omnis, there would be no end of young women ready to assure you that they love you long time. You would be fighting them off with a stick. Or not, as the case may be.
You would also be able to watch some of them perform impressive feats of pelvic dexterity live on stage with a cigarette, ping pong ball, beer bottle, razor or other amusing object of your choice, for just a handful of dollars.
Rockets were fired to the north.
Where?
Shir, I hope you get your cell phone fixed quickly, because you sure do need it.
Ha'aretz says one hit Nahariya. Crap.