I have more fuck offs, smonster. You want some?
Fuck off, D.
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I have more fuck offs, smonster. You want some?
Fuck off, D.
Oh, erin, thank goodness!
Sox, you are generous and kind in your loose translation. I'd render it more like "My skeevy ambush-like tactics prove my TRUE LOVE!! Therefore you should feel you have no choice!!"
I'd render it more like "My skeevy ambush-like tactics prove my TRUE LOVE!! Therefore you should feel you have no choice!!"
This - yes! and still - NO! A WORLD OF NO.
ETA - you are of course free to do as you like...
That sounds strange and off-putting, smonster. I hope D wanders back home without too much booze in his system.
I have a fair bit of booze in my own system. My old friend Ronnie took me to a bar in Atlanta's midtown, where he plied me with tasty cocktails and we ogled the Orlando Bloomesque Brazilian bartender. Mmmmmm. Om nom nom on both counts.
Nice. Where'd you go? I used to spend a fair amount of time in that area.
It was Top Flr. [link]
I had the Cynar Blood Orange (Cynar, Lillet Blanc pink lemonade, orange zest) and a Silver Dagger (Silver Tequilla, basil , pineapple puree, Rhubarb bitters)
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be staying home tomorrow. Vicodin has mellowed it for now, but my ankle is hurting pretty badly. Just walking back and forth from my couch to the kitchen hurts a lot. And that was my last Vicodin, so I'll need to walk to CVS tomorrow to get some more. Ugh.
Hil, I'm probably going to sneak out tomorrow during work and go to Trader Joes, do you need me to take you?
More good news: I am finally home and can say what I've been holding in all day.
Heh. I give myself credit for not saying fuck while being stuck repeatedly with needles today.
Smonster, don't feed the energy demon. Ignore him if you can.