In honor of Shir's return, note new tag.
Good grief, Steph. That is the kind of stuff that would leave me a trembling mess.
Mmmmm, potato party. Must do this some time.
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In honor of Shir's return, note new tag.
Good grief, Steph. That is the kind of stuff that would leave me a trembling mess.
Mmmmm, potato party. Must do this some time.
Oh, Teppy, that is massive suckage. And why I am glad that here in Seattle there is space like the Wet Spot, where shit like that doesn't happen. Eesh.
Nope, not for at least another month or so
Nuh uh, Hil--peak blossom time is in two weeks!! Some trees are already starting to have blossoms, I saw them when I left! (Not on the mall, but random trees in the city)
Nuh uh, Hil--peak blossom time is in two weeks!!
Really? Why did I remember it as being in May?
Oh my - now there are two Buffistas with shit I said here as tags.
I feel like a contagious disease. In a good way.
(I'm honored!)
I wasn't sure of the blossom schedule up there because this weekend is a big festival at our Japanese gardens to celebrate the blooms. I can remember doing the FL to NY drive at this time of year and watching the seasons change. We are in the 80s will all kinds of blossoms and by the time we get to NY, snow. And then the reverse.
Welcome back Shir. And I'm wondering, are there any updates on how ita is doing?
How the hell'd you get a corset off so fast?
I did what you should never do: I unfastened the front busk without unlacing.
Hey, it was double-knotted, a large angry bald man was bellowing about calling the cops -- I was willing to improperly undo my corset, definitely.
Corset-related: I've apparently lost so much weight since the last time I worse the corset (New Year's Eve, IIRC), that The Boy commented on how much longer the ends of the laces were when he was done tightening and tying it. Also freaky.
t edit It's this corset, in a black brocade.
I remember my first visit to DC was on April 1st a few years back and the blossoms were beautiful.
Hey, it was double-knotted, a large angry bald man was bellowing about calling the cops -- I was willing to improperly undo my corset, definitely.
I'ma call the Corset Police!
(Huh. THERE'S a visual.)
And dude, a bar called The Wet Spot? I dunno...that's about the least sexy name I can think of.
Hey, it was double-knotted, a large angry bald man was bellowing about calling the cops -- I was willing to improperly undo my corset, definitely.
I'ma call the Corset Police!
Better than the Angry Bald Man Police!