Note to Kristin's brain: We all still like her. A lot. Don't make her stab you with a Q-tip.
River ,'Safe'
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.
Sail, you were in this dream and told me to stop feelng sorry for myself. Sometimes my brain is cruel.
Awww, I'm so sorry dream!Sail was so callous. Admittedly, I've been known to be callous and strange, but only at strangers! People who deserve it, like Darwin award winners.
I know, that was what was so odd. You've never been anything but friendly and kind, so I think my brain decided to use you to bring home how far I'd fallen in the eyes of my friends and family. Pathetic, I know.
I hate dreams like that.
I'm sorry, Kristin. Those kinds of dreams suck.
I dreamed that I was in charge of sneaking Southpark episodes into Windsor Castle for Queen Elizabeth. She'd make her entire family watch them, all the while wearing a look of deep non-amusement, just to discombobulate them. In my dream I knew she was laughing on the inside, both at Kyle and at her family's reaction.
Morning all. Have consumed large Hardee's biscuits. We ruminated over the breakfast table that world peace could just possibly be achieved with the use of these things.
Did you try the Monster Biscuit? At $2.69 a pop, I may go bankrupt, but I'll have fun getting there.
Now I'm craving biscuits and gravy. Yum. Although I had a hearty lunch of Wendy's chili and baked potato.
{{{{Kristin}}}} nasty dream to have, hope you can shake that feeling.
You too, omnis.
Did you try the Monster Biscuit? At $2.69 a pop, I may go bankrupt, but I'll have fun getting there.
Nope, I went with my basic steak, egg, & cheese biscuit. Plus shared a strawberry biscuit with Abby.
Then Lewis and I had Chili's (they were near by where we were) for a late lunch and I had some surprisingly good fajitas.
Kristin, tell your brain to knock it off. We like you.
I think Jon Bon Jovi was in my dream last night and I have no idea why.
I just spent most of this afternoon grading tests. Blech. And now I'm trying to decide what to do for dinner. I've got a matzo ball recipe that I've been wanting to try, but I'm not sure if I really feel like cooking. Didn't get a chance to go to the grocery store today.