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.
Thanks for the support in my drunken situation, hah!!
I was actually basically fine when I woke up this morning. Not the top of my game or anything, but I made it to class on time. Judging at how few other people made it to class on time, I think I did well.
But yeah, last night was interesting. I actually wasn't as difficult as I assumed it would be to speak Chinese while drunk! (usually if I'm out drinking I'm with other people who speak English). So I was proud of that. But then my mom called and was like ".... you're drunk on a Monday?" so that was less fun. But she just laughed and told me to go to sleep; she's cool that way. =)
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, ALPS!
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, ITALY!
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, VENICE!
HOLY FUCKING CRAP, I'M TIRED! I HAVEN'T SLEPT SINCE 3:30 am BOARD TIME, AND IT'S NOON ON TUESDAY!
Pictures will have to wait until I get back, as I did not bring my laptop.
Hooray for Italy! I love Venice! Eat gelato for every meal!
I'd feel bad for you, Sean, except for the ALPS and ITALY parts of your ASSCAPS FEST. May the jet lag not mess you up so badly you cannot enjoy being there.
Have some espresso!!! I got NO pity!
Ugh, Juliebird, that sounds like so much not fun.
Morning, bitches! I up at 6:46 am. How is it people do not eat their young?
Oh, yeah, they are kinda cute.
Wow, Italy is pretty profane!
I always suspected it was so.
Sean, are there people zipping by on Vespas, going "Ciao!"?
Yay, Sean! (Hint: When you leave Venice, try to get the earliest departure time possible. Yes, you have to get up at obscene-o'clock a.m., but there's nothing -- and I mean NOTHING -- like a water taxi ride through Venice in the pre-dawn hours, when only the ghosts are up.
Dude.
So I overheard a phone call one of our Prop Mgr's made. I asked him, "Did you just call D?" He says, "Yeah." I tell him, "He's on vacation this week." "Oh. Well, I'm sure it wasn't all that hard to answer my question." "Would you want to answer a question while you're on vacation that 5 other people could answer who aren't?" "I answer questions on my vacation all the time!"
No you don't, assface. You barely answer questions when you are here. Which you never are. You are always "at a property".
Sean, are there people zipping by on Vespas, going "Ciao!"?
No, but only because it's Venice, and everybody is zipping around in gondolas, going "Ciao!"
I fully expect to see nothing but wall to wall vespas when we hit the mainland on Thursday.
Hint: When you leave Venice, try to get the earliest departure time possible. Yes, you have to get up at obscene-o'clock a.m., but there's nothing -- and I mean NOTHING -- like a water taxi ride through Venice in the pre-dawn hours, when only the ghosts are up.
I'll bet it's amazing, but we're leaving by train for Florence about noon on Thursday. We may have to do an early morning water taxi ride around the island, though.
