'Objects In Space'
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.
Thanks for the ~ma for my dad, everyone. It seems as if the problem has been alleviated, if entirely solved. It seems that Botox injections are keeping the misbehaving arteries in working order.
I have told Dad that he will now have young looking if oddly expressionless fingers.
In other news, I have a King Cake in the oven.
Without icing and colored sugar, it looks like the world's largest bagel.
I have a King Cake in the oven.
I admire you from afar, as I intend to *buy* my annual Paczki for my co-workers. (I wouldn't be able to bake them, anyway. Nor a King Cake. I am not that gifted.)
But om nom nom -- tomorrow, paczki and King cake!!!
I got a king cake in the mail on Valentine's Day. And then we ated it! NOM NOM NOM.
I didn't even realize what day it was until I saw Paczki in the grocery store tonight. Maybe I need to pull my head out from under the rock one of these days.
What is Paczki, when it's at home? And a King Cake, for that matter?
Cool!
and the other one: [link]