Hey, Cass, got one for you: I just sneezed and hurt my hip flexor. Yeah, I don't even know.
Do I wish I was somebody else right now. Somebody not... married, not madly in love with a beautiful woman who can kill me with her pinkie!
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
smonster - Jul 29, 2010 5:37:25 pm PDT #26944 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Cass - Jul 29, 2010 5:41:01 pm PDT #26945 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Yeah, I don't even know.
Were you sitting down?
Hil R. - Jul 29, 2010 5:41:59 pm PDT #26946 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Hey, Cass, got one for you: I just sneezed and hurt my hip flexor. Yeah, I don't even know.
I've done that.
lisah - Jul 29, 2010 6:03:17 pm PDT #26947 of 30000
Punishingly Intricate
Yeah we are gearing up to do invites but first are the save the dates many of which I'll be emailing. In the email message I'll be asking, when necessary, people for the spelling of their SO name.
Steph, I'd be pissed if I were you. That was pretty thoughtless. But maybe also just an innocent mistake in the flurry of wedding prep activity.
smonster - Jul 29, 2010 6:06:33 pm PDT #26948 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Yes, I was sitting down. Sneezed and legs went up. Hil, that both makes me feel better and further confirms my suspicions that I have a degree of hypermobility.
Cass - Jul 29, 2010 6:09:27 pm PDT #26949 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Done that.
It's worse if you are sitting cross-legged for me. Which, I tend to do.
Sorry, babe.
meara - Jul 29, 2010 6:22:42 pm PDT #26950 of 30000
showing up at your house in a tux after you've had a hard day and making you a pot of tea and listening to you bitch about your boss...
OMG, I would love this. Or I vote for the Old Spice Man clad in towel, making tea, listening to me bitch, and then saying crazy things about what we will do to my boss and how he will make me feel better.
Vortex - Jul 29, 2010 6:32:12 pm PDT #26951 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
See, a towel would be too much temptation.
meara - Jul 29, 2010 6:52:44 pm PDT #26952 of 30000
See, a towel would be too much temptation.
Well, not for ME. :)
Steph L. - Jul 29, 2010 7:05:24 pm PDT #26953 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
The important thing is that YOU be there, and you can bring anyone you want, like your mom or George Clooney.
Not to devalue The Boy who I totally dig without ever having met him, but bring George Clooney. He'd be an awesome wedding date.
I called my mom to ask her if I was missing some point of wedding etiquette, and she said, "Oh my god, take someone else!" So I shared that with The Boy, and he said "You could bring Ava!" (That is his name when he's cross-dressed.)
And, well, the invitation explicitly says "adults-only". I could wear my flamey corset! (What? If you send an invitation to ME that uses the phrase "adults-only," at this point in my life I'ma think "kink" or "orgy.")
(God. I hope it's not an orgy.)
(Do you send invitations to an orgy, or do they just happen?)