ION - I rode a mechanical bull last night!!
My brain goes straight to porn.
I blame all y'all.
[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.
ION - I rode a mechanical bull last night!!
My brain goes straight to porn.
I blame all y'all.
ION - I rode a mechanical bull last night!!
::updates Joe's file. New nickname, "Mechanical Bull::
Beth, you are not the only one.
ION - I rode a mechanical bull last night!!
Wow, he really did impress you.
My brain goes straight to porn.
I blame all y'all.
You say that like it's a bad thing...
MM, you rock like an expensive Amish-made rocking chair with Keith Richards in it.
I agree. Also, I have an absurd mental image of Keith Richards more or less seated in a rocking chair which has suddenly been heaved into a hammock, and got tangled up.
I love you people.
Finally home. Baby dyke unsurprisingly did not call, nor did she respond to my text inquiring as to her wellbeing. Oh well. Guess I will have to drool over young misses Jolie and Shimizu all alone.
There's a snowman on the biathlon course!
This is fun. I'm at the library, studying for an exam, with a view overlooking a pond. Aside from the usual suspects (moorhens and ducks, including a swapping, swapping mallard), we've had a sacred ibis and a pair of little corellas (the most populous parrot in my neighbourhood). And now a little pied cormorant has turned up! My library's turned into shag central.
Edit: the cormorant's right outside my window now! This is a fun study session.
There's also a small songbird, can't see it well enough to identify it, that seems to be snatching insects from the water's surface. The maneouvre seems to involve hitting the water and near-stalling. It's not waterproof, this is an interesting strategy.
Oh, she's brought friends. This is fun!
Aw, MM, so sweet!
We have a few friends over last night, played Balderdash and 1990's Trivial Pursuit, had some wine. It was nice. Then Dan and I played 'Die Zombie Motherfucker Die!" on Wii till three. (That's not the name of the game, I dunno what it is, but that's what the name SHOULD be.) I snorgled with him a while, but couldn't sleep, and went back and killed more zombies till 5:30 a.m., y'all!
Is it absurd that I am please that I score more kills and head shots than my geeky gamer fiance? Cause I am WAY more violent than he!
And I woke up to purple tulips, and orange triangular edged tulips! He was all "They look like FLAMES! I didn't know tulips came like that! I had to get them for you cause you like to set shit on fire!"
LOVE.