Right across the street from my building, there's a pile of snow at least seven feet high, maybe eight. Every time I walk by it, I have to resist the urge to try to climb it. (Mostly what's stopping me is that there's bare pavement on both sides of it, which would probably really hurt if I slipped. If there was still snow on the ground next to it, I might give it a shot.)
Jayne ,'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Happy Valentine's Day people! [link]
GC, that is the best Valentine.
I have survived 3 hours in a crowded restaurant with my loud family. I feel no need to be social again anytime in the immediate future.
Call Vortex, Hil. She can be your spotter!
GC, that's adorable.
Every time I see a picture of Shane, I want to jump onto the 5 and book down to LA just to eat him up.
Shane is definitely a cutie-head Valentine!
Happy Valentine's Day people! [link]
WAY too cute!!! (Although he looks just a tiny bit dubious, like, "Ma, are you going to put me on the Internet AGAIN?!?") (Answer, hell yes, Shanie. You are too cute to keep a secret!)
Awwwww! It's a half-mile valentine!
A valentine that big on snow, you CANNOT just make it by peeing.
We went out for Indian (dear god Lamb Korma, yum), spent an appalling amount on groceries (we needed cat food and dog food and cat litter and toilet paper, and SOMEONE opted to buy 5 boxes of frosted mini-wheats, and SOMEONE ELSE retaliated by buying wine), stopped at the video store and ended up renting season 4 of Robot Chicken. We are so. fucking. romantic.
BOX WINE! Dangit, I knew there was something I forgot to look at at Target!!
We are so. fucking. romantic.
Cat food is a romantic purchase. It's ones sweetie's way of saying, "Darling, I'd really rather the cats didn't dine on you in your sleep. Kisses!"