you know what's really good? Chocolate chip waffles with Ben & Jerry's cake batter ice cream on top. Not that I have these things. ijs. it is teh yum.
'Get It Done'
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.
Someone on my Twitterstream mentioned having chocolate-chip pancakes for dinner. Guess what I really want now, and NO, it isn't the Cobb salad I'm going to be making. Hmmph.
Thanks for passing that craving along.
Thanks for passing that craving along.
Sure! It was the least I could do, since I don't have the ingredients to make chocolate-chip pancakes.
Sure! It was the least I could do, since I don't have the ingredients to make chocolate-chip pancakes.
Neither do I, but I may have to drag TCG out for breakfast on Saturday now.
I have a small tattoo sort kinda on my wrist but a little higher. Easy to cover with long sleeves. It didn't hurt at all, just tingled like touching one of those static ball things that makes your hair stand on end. Then it was all healed within a week. I think i totally lucked out on that because it's teeny.
only make the offer to people who know won't soak you on it.
Less of an option for P-Cow since taking his Uncle to lunch is a family obligation.
But I think he's got this takeaway: (a) he can ask to not split things evenly when he's not drinking alcohol or ordering a small item; (b) he needs to factor in three beers when taking his Uncle out.
FWIW, if somebody offers to take me out I'd feel free to get one beer, but would only get a second drink if they did.
another option is taking the uncle to a byo restaurant.
FWIW, if somebody offers to take me out I'd feel free to get one beer, but would only get a second drink if they did.
I tend to mirror what the other person is getting in terms of alcohol or not and number of drinks.
Dear Self,
Do not ever, ever, EVER take an Ambien and then wander into the living room "just to hang out for a few minutes" with your lovely fiance and his friend. You will end up babbling nonsensically about the benefits of Ambien, refusing (belligerently) to go to bed despite gentle suggestions, falling asleep on the floor, and eventually having to be wrangled into bed by aforementioned lovely fiance. You will also have no memory of this until told about it the next day and will be suitably mortified.
Love and headdesks,
Me