Let me know what you think of it, Hil. Do you already know the story?
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
Let me know what you think of it, Hil. Do you already know the story?
I vaguely sorta know the story, but none of the details, just the basics.
I know, Spidra, they are such douchenozzles. And hypocrites, too. I may be sloppy and irreverent, but my heathen ass would get the paychecks out in a timely manner. It's not the heat; it's the stupidity.
Finished watching Evening Primrose. That was good. Creepy, but good. I didn't expect quite that much creepiness, though I probably should have.
I thought the extras were actually pretty good, especially the interview with Charmain what's her name.
I'm sharing the TV with three other people right now, so I was outvoted for watching the extras.
just randomly spritzing a bit here and a bit there like air freshener. *gag*Um, that stuff doesn't take the dirt when it evaporates. Not that I've noticed. All it does is... well. Preaching to the choir. and heck, I'm not a clean freak. That is just wrong.
omnis, I get cold easily so I could totally imagine such a shirt being useful even in SoCal.I get chilled rather easily too. But looking at it, it looks like something to shovel snow in. Maybe as a displaced NY'er, I look at cold weather gear in a different light. I laugh at the SoCal folks in ski parkas when it dips into the 50's.
Well, I had a pleasant day. Woke up early to call family, so as to not get a ton of phone calls while spending time with Laga and family. Then escaped a bit early before the buckets of clouds opened again. On one hand, it seems really old and dorky, on the other, I hate being soggy and driving at night in the pouring rain.
Now to see if there is any update on my poor Aunt. Hopefully Dad hasn't nicked all her pain meds. (I jest. He wouldn't really do that... I hope)
We can haz Cass! It was awesome catching up with her. We have all decided that it has been too long and we should not let that happen again.
Back on the road again heading home now. Home! I can't wait.
What a conscientious agnostic to do?
Say "Merry Christmas!" right back.
They're wishing you happiness. It's a kind thing to do whether you care or not that it is, in fact, Christmas Day. They're not threating you with hell or calling your a sinner (as too many Christians, sad to say, are apt to do) they're being nice. Quite nice.
Try and think of it as a very very specific "Have a nice day!"
I mean, you could go with "Have a good or bad day yourself, I don't care as I am a conscientious agnostic" but it just has no ring to it.
It never fails to boggle my mind that my mother, who has been married to a Jewish man for over forty years, gets snippy about Happy Holidays.
Oy. Hit her back with "Happy Thanksgiving, Kwanzaa, Chanukah, Christmas, and New Years!" Seriously. It's a LOT of holidays in a month-and-change.
maybe we should change it to "Happy Wal*Mart Day!" or something.
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