I wish I could wear heels.
'Underneath'
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.
That all sounds really promising, Hil. Your outfits sound great, and the possible jobs sound like they have possibilities of being excellent. i hope the anxiety dream goes away.
{{JZ}}
(((((JZ)))))
Oh, whatever. My mom said my grandmother's friend lived in Oakland, but she lives in Union City. I'm not going to drive all the way down there just to pick up this stupid locket today. I have better things to do with my time.
{{JZ}}
Ooh, seventh call of the day.
P-C, there's this dandy service called FedEx ... or even USPS. They'll get the thing to you - no driving required. (of course, offer to pay shipping charges)
I have some bad juju related to Thursdays or something
Everyone has bad juju related to Thursdays. Because they're not Fridays.
Arthur could never get the hang of them either.
I have some bad juju related to Thursdays or something
You and Arthur Dent. And he turned out okay. For given values of okay.
(eta: BWAHAHAHA! Inevitable crosspost!)
Oh, she finally left a voicemail. "I don't know how many messages you have but you have not returned my calls. I need to talk to you. Please call me back."
Beat.
"I love you."
I was wondering when she would play the love card. Now if I don't call her back, I clearly don't love her.