Kill me now. 45 minutes into a 2-hr phone meeting where my site's tiny software program will not be addressed for weeks or months to come, but I drew the short straw to sit through all the meetings until ours is addressed.
Entertain me, Lovely Ones!
I like a sonorous "You are a rat-bastard from the lowest depths of the slimiest hell" because it's nostalgic for me. It's what my high school best friend and I would call our mutual ex-boyfriend.
Well, I've got no problem with Bunning being that, either.
Khloe Kardashian called her sister's boyfriend a douche lord on an ep of their silly show recently. Don't hate me because I watch the Kardashians. I'm home all day with an infant.
Erin, passionflower puts me to sleep. Though granted, almost everything puts me to sleep, including caffeine. I'm like a fainting goat - any excess stimulation and I keel over.
::makes notes in Zenkitty's file since Hec isn't around::
I'm like a fainting goat - any excess stimulation and I keel over.
Asshooks - the cure to - and cause of - life's overstimulations.
Um. Which part are you making note of?
::peers over smonster's shoulder::
Nah, Hec, those don't count as overstimulating. Just stimulating enough.