Em, I think we could go on like that for a long time (with the hanging out and having sex), but I wouldn't move on.
Well, in one case I left the state and in the other he left the country, so you're right, a hard end had to be provided eventually.
Lorne ,'Smile Time'
[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.
Em, I think we could go on like that for a long time (with the hanging out and having sex), but I wouldn't move on.
Well, in one case I left the state and in the other he left the country, so you're right, a hard end had to be provided eventually.
So, totally unrelated, I'm having a horrible writing block. I've been trying to work on a couple of different pieces using some advice from one of my professors. I'm trying to write an account, rather than a story. So, there is no point, other than to write an account. I can't seem to write like that.
The funny thing is that we're supposed to be being very nonjudgmental of the situation...not evaluating the situation, just writing what happened. But, instead of this working easily for me, I'm judging everything I write: "Oh, that's evaluating. Stop that!" "Oh, that's working towards a lesson. Stop that!" Etc.
Grrrr.
Ok. I must now die. Srsly.
t dies and is ded
Ok. I must now die. Srsly.I hope its because of cute pictures.
Performs mouth to mouth on Aims.
What? I'm helping...
Partly, but mostly because I am sick as fuck. I've had a fever since Monday, but I've been at work all week cause our receptionist has some horrible virus and has been out since Monday and I'm her back up. Plus, I have two meetings today, one wbout our audit next week, one about our move next month, and I have to get our lunch order in for tomorrow's monthly staff meeting and talk to boss about my part int he meeting tomorrow.
I am miserable and I want nothing more than to go home and crawl into bed and sleep for days.
(((Empress)))
I join Steph in the "Impressed-by-vw's-maturity' corner.
So, today I had a parent-teacher meeting at 7.45, taught my kids, had parent-teacher meetings from 3pm to 5.15pm, dashed home, jumped into the shower, pulled on a cleavage-to-waist black frock and heels (HEELS, FOR FUCK'S SAKES!!!), jumped in a taxi to The British Culb, attended the AGM of my Theatre Group (in capacity as committee person), drank quite a lot of rum, scoffed yummy Indian food, then hosted 'The Bobs' - our equi;valent of the Oscars.
My opening quip?
t cringe-inducing rum-laced wit
"The Oscars were brought to you Hugh Jackman. The Bobs are brought to you by Huge Cleavage. I think you win."
t / cring-inducing rum-laced wit
(The cleavage was...excessive. And the shocking pink plunge bra did make various appearances during the evening, but that was okay because it co-ordinated with my scarf. I figured it was good distraction from me not knowing what the flying fuck I was doing, and being full of rum. In a Cap'n Jack Sparrow fashion.)
Oh, also - I won a Bob! It was for...I forget. Something sartorial, anyway, and cleavage-related, which seemed apposite.
stares fondly at little golden statuette
...I am full of rum and curry. Also, fittingly I have a nice new bob. Angled bob, I mean. With a fringe. Although you allc them bangs, which si distracting.
Drunk Fay is funny.
Agreed about Drunk Fay and vw's maturity. Not something I could do, methinks.
Sometimes I am mildly thoughtless when it comes to cleanup. Partly that's because I'm just a bit oblivious (my own dirty dish threshold is extremely high) and partly it's because cleaning up in NYC kitchens is very rarely aided by two people working - not enough space. But I'm working on it. I think GF and I will work out a system.
I downloaded stanza for my iPhone. It's great. I'm certain the kindle is better for reading, but I love having everything together and stanza is free and awesome.
You can get a Kindle app for the iPhone now, if you want access to the Amazon Kindle store. Lots more current books than most of the stores, at good prices. Not a bad deal if you like reading on the iPhone.
Ooh, poor Aims. Sending you virtual Zinc & C & feeling-as-rested-as-if-you'd-slept-12-hours-straight~ma. Hope you at least get some nice soup for lunch.
vw, I join those in the Admiring Your Maturity corner. It's so great that you can both recognize that it's Just Not There and calmly move on rather than holding on until it comes to a screaming blowup or something. Way to take care of yourselves. (edit in a smart, self-aware way, not selfish - probably unnecessary clarification, but that last sentence was reading weird).
Drunk Fay is funny.
Truer words never spoken.