YAY CAR.
[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 CAR.
Sure, go ahead.
You...weren't talking to me, were you, Erin?
I am always talking about you, MM.
Like now. I WANT YOU TO BE MY BEST FRIEND AND MENTOR.
Now that your car works.
Does this mean you WON'T be my best friend and mentor? I can change my username to Lethargic Drunk!
Bring me cupcakes and sparkly things and absinthe, and we'll talk about it.
Yay car for MM!
KeWL! I am in yer house, bringing yer sparkly liquorice cupcakes.
I want tomato and cottage cheese. The only question in my mind is, do I want it heated up with pasta and herbs, or do I want cold, salad-y goodness?
Cold. Warmed up cottage cheese doesn't appeal.
But the tomato has to be a good one.
My ankle has gone from painful to tingly. Vicodin is nice.
and I don't trust MAC anymore to do deep, saturated-color lipsticks that don't have have a brown tone to them.
I don't trust them not to have too little brown. Except for my current OTLipstick. So long as they keep making it, no one gets hurt.
"O" used to be a lovely gold-tinged red, and now it is an ugly rusty brown.