::hearts Daniel. hugs Windsparrow::
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.
So I have the 90 yo great uncle who sends out a lot of anti-gay, anti-environment, anti-Obama email. For a long time I was off his list but somehow I got back on recently. This morning he sent out a super offensive anti-Obama email which I actually didn't read becaus it was from my uncle and I couldn't see anything inthe first few lines. Well, his daughter just hit reply all with a "this is a really offensive email" response and my dad just now backed up. Dare I hope he might stop sending this crap?
Sadly, the time has come for me to leave DC and my precious Vortex and head back home. I wish I could take her with me. We listened to voicemails from KBD and it's clear that he just. doesn't. get it. Claims that he does listen to me. Dude, I told you weeks ago that I DON'T LOVE YOU and you were not even fazed.
The chances of us being friends or friendly is dropping like the temperature as night falls in the desert.
So I am now going to take my own advice that I gave to P-C, and become a broken record. "I don't love you. I don't want to be in relationship with you. Nothing you can say will change that."
Hah! My sis just said if I get back with him (NOT HAPPENING) she will duct tape me to a wall like the baby on First Fail.
I love you guys. Daniel and WindSparrow and all of the people here who said nice things to me.
I'll be giving a referrat (sp?) on Asimov and post-modernism tomorrow. As in, giving Asimov as an example to uber-modern society, to which our own society is post-modern, to make people understand better (hopefully) what post-modernism is about.
Barb, best of luck with the move. The second I laid my eyes on it I could smell Seattle's air again. The first time I got off the plane, and walked my first steps on a foreign land, nobody had to tell me it's abroad: I could tell it just by the air. It smelled different.
I promise to help your sister, smonster.
We'll all help. Gently, lovingly, and with much pointing, laughing, and snickering. For your own good. Be strong, woman.
In a loving way, I will aid your sister, only I will use a staple gun.
(((Smonster))) Stay strong and remember the powers of voicemail and the delete button.
WS, I remember that dress. Maybe you could set up an ebay alert for it?
In a loving way, I will aid your sister, only I will use a staple gun.
Duct tape and staples. I can't think of anyone better for reinforcing your backbone than Vortex, though.
We need a velcro wall and suit! We could take up a collection. Of course then we'd have to vote on where the wall would be located. It would have to go to Bureau, and then Light bulbs, and then...
Nah. Never mind. Still--velcro suit!