It'd be even more exciting if you left the house without the pants.
Xander ,'Empty Places'
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.
I am about to put on pants! and a bra! and leave the house! It's so exciting.
Be careful! There are humans out there.
Around here, I would say "Allegedly" But I do live in Arizona.
Dear parent: shut up. i have answered your question, and I'm tired of repeating myself. You are trying to excuse why you are still talking but I really don't care. Shut up. I would like to hang up now. Stop talking.
((( Shir ))) What the hell? I hope it was inadvertent, and not intentional. But even so, help a sister out. And if it was because of whatever cleavage you were showing, well, hell, I don't even know what to say to that. Sounds rather childish to me.
Zen, I say skip the bra part too. Why not. Live a little.
ION- getting closer to getting the new MacBookPro from work. They have a model selected, now it's just about how much RAM and what software. :: makes grabby fingers ::
lastly, continued ((( Pix & ND ))). Hang in there, you two. Don't forget, you got the strength of all of us holding you up, and the power of the ~ma helping you through it all. And that shit is powerful!
Okay, Dear Powers That Be: stop picking on my people. Really. There are others out there that are FAR more deserving of being treated badly by you.
ION, I'm working from home today, as kind of a mental health day. I feel less cranky than yesterday, but that may be because of the extra sleep and the radio alarm clock playing Siouxsie and the Banshees.
I talked to a friend who lives in Jerusalem longer than me. Turned out it's somewhat well known, and yes, it's deliberate.
I'm so shaken and furious. I mean, I know better than going into the ultra-orthodox and even orthodox zones, and I don't do it (when I have to go to orthodox zones (I keep out from ultra-orthodox zones), I dress accordingly). But Jaffa street? One of the main streets that everybody uses? In the afternoon? It's neutral territory, assholes. Assholes-who-don't-work-nor-serve-in-the-military-and-fine-with-getting-my-tax-money-but-not-with-my-existence, I have to add.
I'm sorry, whut? You were tripped on purpose b/c somebody thinks you're showing too much cleavage? The 'tripped on purpose' is puerile by itself, but the judgey part? Now I'm feeling not just smitey, but nuke 'em from space smitey.
Cripes, Shir.
Cleavage and pants, smonster. It's a literally deadly combination in certain areas of my city, if you're a woman.