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.
Good luck with the house, Laura!
Looking goooood, DJ.
I have done... not much this weekend. Saw D Friday night for a little while, saw parents last night. D was supposed to come over for brunch and hang out and stay the night, but woke up very sick this morning so a no go on that.
With several hours suddenly at my disposition to get lots of stuff done I accomplished... nothing. Watched some Burn Notice and Renovation Nation. Tried to watch SPN but the teaser was too gross (Valentine's Day ep). Took a nap.
iPhone still dead. Tried plugging it in to charge and nada.
It's 7:30... can I go to bed now?
That house is so completely South Florida, Laura, it's really awesome!
(And funny to me how foreign it already appears.)
Dude, I am so Laura's new bestie if she gets that house. I'll cook or clean; you need a...live-in English tutor, right?!
Aims, YIKES. You are NOT supposed to pass out from pain. I'm glad you're feeling better. I sprained my shoulder bad once, and they had me on Vicodin and Flexeril; hello, noodle-girl.
And yes, Aims, seriously, don't do that, k? If the Empress is to be reclined and waited on hand and foot, it should be because it's her due, not because she's passed out and scared the bejeebers out of everyone.
ImeN: I started developing an OMG my left ear feels as if it's going to explode sensation earlier today. Had to take a decongestant and now I'm completely and utterly stupid.
{{Aims}} Ouch. Relax and enjoy the good drugs and pampering. Hope the pain goes far away soon.
Erin, I could totally use a live-in English tutor, but I think you would be missed.
Total Florida house. With all the sliding doors and windows and fans I could have the A/C off a good part of the year.
{{Aims}} Glad you are feeling better and getting a little TLC while recovering. Yikes!
Pretty nails and pretty Daisy!
Love that house, Laura. Good luck!
Have filed my taxes. Tired, now.
Yikes Aims, hope you are recovered.
Sad I missed the hockey game. Oh well.
ION- I haz a Laga!! (sort of. Drove her to grocery store. I'm in car waiting, as last visit gave leaping hug goodbye on uneven ground. Good news, didn't bonk head. But tailbone and elbows hurt like the dickens).
I keep having dreams that I'm pregnant. There is no way that I am possibly pregnant. These dreams are starting to get a bit unnerving, though.
Most dreams are metaphors, Hil. What else are you giving birth, to
Maybe it's about your thesis.
