suddenly , I want a chocolate milkshake.
Holy crap, so do I. Because my throat feels yuck too.
'Objects In Space'
[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.
suddenly , I want a chocolate milkshake.
Holy crap, so do I. Because my throat feels yuck too.
Matt wants one too.
his interview went really well. Now it is time for the wait.
Mmm. I want a chocolate milkshake too.
I just had cocoa.
I'm going to have to see if I can find chocolate malt ice cream on the way home from work.
You all suck.
You all suck.
If I'm lucky, through a straw
My thoughts on parent-teacher conferences: I suppose without your help I probably would have been an even worse student
Mom's response: let's be honest here; you were always the captain of your own ship; nothing anyone did made a difference if you'd made up your mind!
RE: Thread titles I'm going to bring up the last one I suggested: From now on, we're gonna have a little less ritual... and a little more fun around here.
I'm hoping to sleep early tonight. Fighting off some cold-type crap. I've been able to stave off so far, but the ick is pretty strong this time.
Sigh. A bike shop in Iceland put up a sign saying "Jews not welcome," to show "solidarity" with Hamas. [link] Seriously? Iceland?
(I like this response. "Of the few Jews that are here, how many have bikes? How many are visiting his shop?" he asked. "It's just a publicity stunt. And anyway, there's 10 inches of snow on the ground."" )