Inspired by Natter, another xkcd that made me totally startle the neighbor with loud guffaws: [Link] - specifically, the alt-text.
Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
It's 1:15 am here. I haven't packed. I have two (sucky) paragraphs done on my essay. I haven't worked on my choreo in weeks.
Honestly, I don't even want to go. I wish I'd found someone to buy my registration months ago.
Make it better?
I'll send you kisses, smonster. best I can do
Make it better?
Bring a package of Fudge Sundae Oreos to the dance seminar, and one for the instructor you are supposed to be writing the essay for - no one will notice any thing else after that. Eat a few now, and you will definitely feel much more optimistic about life.
::snuggles smonster::
Sadly, I have no Oreos, fudge sundae or otherwise.
But kisses and snuggles are nice.
Anybody wanna write something up about the evolution of cabaret belly dance costumes for me? Basically it goes something like this:
Orientalism + prostitutes + Hollywood = skimpy/sheer/shiny!
See? Easy peasy.
For the ass women/men of the group:
Ricky Berens Splits Swimsuit, Bares Butt at World Championships
mmmmmmm.
From the link:
neither AP nor Getty took a photo of his face in Rome on Sunday
Heh.
I have forgotten how to edit. Must to sleep.
That is a stellar ass, I have to say.
Having a few of those days where I'm so exhausted that work (or anything else) is impossible. Lurking here, watching Battlestar in the corner of my computer (interspersed with episodes of Friends so I don't end up suicidal) and sleeping a lot. Hoping my body wakes up a bit soon, 'cause I have a university open day this afternoon, and I want to go.
I envy the people having hot weather (a little - I'd immediately start griping if I had to sit through those temperatures myself, of course). It's chilly and wet here, predictably. We don't have seasons, we have different types of rain...
Job~ma and essay~ma, smonster.