I have eaten far too much delicious food today, and feel like I'm going to explode. And not a lick of meat. I'm eating about one meal with meat a week these days.
Sorry to hear about the crummy night, Aims.
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I have eaten far too much delicious food today, and feel like I'm going to explode. And not a lick of meat. I'm eating about one meal with meat a week these days.
Sorry to hear about the crummy night, Aims.
Thanks babe, though I am envious of all of your nummy non-meaty food!!
I have been idiotically happy for almost three weeks now. I'm half expecting to get hit by a bus, or shot, or taken out by a meteor or something ANY MOMENT NOW.
shhhhhhhhhhh! just batten down and enjoy it!
just don't lose your soul, I suppose.
If you do, wait for a rainstorm in Southern California, it's more photogenic.
I have been idiotically happy for almost three weeks now. I'm half expecting to get hit by a bus, or shot, or taken out by a meteor or something ANY MOMENT NOW.
Jesus God, Sean, what's gonna happen is you're going to have Bitches unloading a can of whupass on you. Stop it and ENJOY. God knows, you've earned it.
Stop it and ENJOY. God knows, you've earned it.
Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying it very much. I have the biggest smile on my face pretty much all the time. Especially when she's in the room.
Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying it very much. I have the biggest smile on my face pretty much all the time. Especially when she's in the room.
I'm sorry, Aims. I was gonna offer a stinging smite for Saturday evening for you, then I read this, and I'm all "awwwwww" and just wayyyyy too damn happy for Sean, to harsh the mellow with a smite. Even though Saturday plainly deserves it. Because no one should have to deal with a pet pee, broken washer, no clean undies cocktail, least of all you.
In conclusion, this
Especially when she's in the room.has stolen all my smite and hidden it under a box of Peanuts Christmas music. (By which I mean, I could try to go get it, but I would get all distracted all over again).
Awww... next thing you know, Andi's gonna bring home a pitiful little tree and Bitches will gussy it up with Snoopy's tchotchkes.