So, what's the story, Bunk? This is the place for those kind of stories.
'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.
DH just sent out an email suggesting lingonberry sauce instead of cranberry sauce. Heretic
I've been eating cinnamon rolls (teh yum! I'm proud of myself) and watching The West Wing. It's on the final episode and I'm crying like a baby.
I'm also feeling a bit lightheaded and figured out that it's because I can actually breathe well today and my brain is getting honest to God oxygen. First day in over a week.
I'm eating Trader Joe's sweet potato chips. They are good, but not filling the pumpkin pancake void that Hec created.
Mimi's cafe has pumpkin pancakes right now. They aren't as good as Zazie's, but they are close, and there are Mimi's in LA.
Well, it would be, except one of the places I won't be writing for doesn't want this to be common knowledge yet, but without specifics, I guess it's okay to talk about. I mean, it always sort of sucks to give up something you mostly like...even though, like anything you do all the time, there were times when it was inconvenient, or I screwed it up or something like that, but with my cranking out the angst-o-meter on a pretty much constant basis, the timing is pretty terrible, given that I hardly have anything to do with/for the arts magazine anymore. Part of me is so desperate to avoid myself that I'm this close to offering myself as the "hero," and keeping it going and all that, but my luck would be a. nobody's in or 2. It is way more of a job than I can handle, and the resurrected site becomes more like the Bronze in its later incarnations(Which I know from Allyson nobody liked.)
Mimi's cafe has pumpkin pancakes right now. They aren't as good as Zazie's, but they are close, and there are Mimi's in LA.
Colorado too!
I mean, I guess if I let go, I could write fanfic or something. Not that I've felt like doing that for a while. But I could.
That sucks, Erika. I'm sorry.
I got the job am posting from phone very excited