IIWishIHadBetterN: IDF tanks entered the Strip few hours ago, after an attack on IDF forces that killed one and injured 3 today.
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
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Happy real birthday, Laga.
And now she's gone to a meeting. Woe.
Just got home, and the house is empty but for the scent of cooked eggs. I miss him. Stupid staff meeting. Now it'll be twelve hours before we can spend time together. And did I mention, I have to get up and get going early again tomorrow morning? Stupid, stupid staff meetings.
I got growled at, into my hair between that spot on my neck that makes me grivel and my ear, "Marry me, gorgeous."
I'd overheard him and his roommate making a bet, you see. I was a teetotaler (yes, I was!), and roomie bet H I wouldn't take a drink on H's birthday, H bet I would. I would have romped all over that for the effrontery of betting on me, but the wager was a month's utilities--roomie could afford it, H could not. So on the birthday, he offered me his glass, I took it and slammed the shot and handed the glass back. He proposed. I found the same spot on his neck and said, all growly, "Don't.ever.bet.on which way I'll jump.again."
He had to ask four or five more times before I took him seriously. In fact, he'd started inserting, "after we're married," and "when we're married" into conversations as though it was a foregone conclusion. Wore me down, eventually.
I got growled at, into my hair between that spot on my neck that makes me grivel and my ear, "Marry me, gorgeous."
I am IN LOVE with this story. I am so fangirling Bev and her feisty DH now.
I hope you like him Bev, 'cause he was SO CHEATING. I'd say yes to freakin' Dick Cheney if he hit that spot on my neck.
Happy proper Birthday Laga !! !! !!
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IDF tanks entered the Strip few hours agoI guess what I heard of Carter was just the book review. I like my sleep interpretation of the interview better. Can't we just have peace? Please?
ION- ice storm is still just a real cold mist/drizzle. But the temp is hovering around freezing. Once it dips, sheets of ice. Ugg. Four legs don't do well on ice.
THAT'S OUR FUCKING PRESIDENT!
W would have shrugged his shoulders and said we can't tell private business what to do. Obama has no compunction about telling companies that are sucking the public teat to not do stupid shit.
I got growled at, into my hair between that spot on my neck that makes me grivel and my ear, "Marry me, gorgeous."
Nrgh. Nice.
See, when it comes to President Obama, I see this article: [link] and think, "Oh ya! That's MY President!!!"
Finally, someone who realizes that the best diplomacy is listening and not dictating. Not to mention, Middle East Peace is not something you can start working on the last few years of your administration in hopes of having a nice legacy item.
Am I crazy for wanting World Peace?