I just remembered that Mr. Kitty also went crazy for Celestial Seasonings Tension Tamer Tea. Turns out it contains catnip!
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.
Scrappy, that's horrible. I'm not sure there's enough ~ma in the world for it, but if there is, I'm sending her mine.
I think I've mentioned here Amarna's fascination with mint, specifically the red-and-white-striped peppermint hard candy that I pilfer from the receptionist's desk. When I take them home and toss one in my mouth, the cat has to run up to me and stick her nose next to my mouth (and in it, if she could) to smell it.
Shir, it was nice to chat about French verbs with you this evening.
Better than nice, missy!
Seriously, y'all. The Girl and Seska are absolutely wonderful to talk with, and they should have their own radio show. There's just that good. I'm not exaggerating or anything - they just are.
I keep forgetting to say that Scrappy, I'm so sorry for your coworker. What a terrible loss.
Scrappy, I am so sorry for your coworker.
Cash, do you think that some people just have addictive physiologies? It would make total sense to me.
Oh, I absolutely think this is the case. I've considered this a very long time. It's very strange--my mother's side of the family has a strong penchant for addictive behaviors. If they're not alcoholics or drug addicts, they're compulsive gamblers.
Dad's side also has a string of alcoholics but they're far more functional.
I would call myself a compulsive personality to be sure. I think if I let myself, I could be addicted to several things.
Scrappy , so much ma~~~ for your co-worker
I would call myself a compulsive personality to be sure. I think if I let myself, I could be addicted to several things.
I have addicts (alcoholics, mostly) on both sides, going way back on my mom's side. I think I could be addicted to several things with almost no effort.
As it was, after 6 weeks of percocet for my back, I had withdrawal so bad it was like I was trying to kick a heroin habit. That fucking sucked.
Scrappy, that's just so heartbreaking for your coworker, and everyone who cares about her. Sending lots of punctuation your way, so you are plenty stocked up if/when she needs some. And peace~ma for her.