'Shindig'
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.
Yay, Seska! That must be such a relief. Time to celebrate!
Yay, Seska!
Yay, Seska!!!!!
Happy birthday, big girl.
Aww - cheers for the congrats!
I'd ask you to hug it out, but I don't do that with married ladies anymore.
I'm only engaged. Feel free. :D
That's what? Two weeks work?
Funny, funny, funny.
My adrenaline levels are insane. The dissertation was due at 4pm, and I was still sorting out formatting issues at 3.57*. Gaaaah. I watched some Sarah Jane Adventures and now feel just about human enough for going to the pub with The Girl.
*Thank God and all Her angels for my uni's system of electronic submission of work.
{{{Seska}}}All over that like Dana Gordon in Cancun in '92. I know it's not a spike quote, but I'd love a thread called "Little Bitches Hug It Out," Although that's kind of a Bureau vibe anyways, all that hostility covered up by a smile.
I am spending my day trying to fix a major fuck up on my part wrt my car. Once again, yay me.
Sorry, car problems are not fun.
So part of our time at Joe's Grandmother's house this weekend was spent taking stuff since they are trying to sell Gramma's house. We were given free reign of the books. I found this among the piles: [link]
I have no idea what to do with it. I don't really want to keep it (although part of me wants to as a "See this?? This is BAD." lesson), that's for damn sure, maybe donate it to the Jim Crow Museum at Ferris State? Any suggestions?
My dad would try to get the $180.
This might be why we don't talk much.
Because he has people come to his store to buy Klan Krap all the time.
And I asked him once "Doesn't that ever, you know, creep you out?"
And he was all "No! Why?"
Meanwhile I gave myself more brain-damage*headdesk*