Sorry smonster, that's hard.
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.
{{smonster}} That definitely fits in my definition of sick. Be good to yourself.
Yeah, this is the mother of all Mondays. I have no desire to be here and the backlog from taking three days off last week has me semi-paralyzed. I will persevere.
Oh man Smonster, that sucks.
And yes, clock is in Prague.
Thanks, y'all. It's darkly humorous in a way. Awesome guy? Check. Thinks I'm awesome? Check. Philosphically and physically compatible? Check. Misses people not in his immediate presence? OH WAIT.
I mean, who anticipates that to be the deal-breaker?
Right now I feel like Cupid subbed out my love life to Loki.
Misses people not in his immediate presence? OH WAIT. I mean, who anticipates that to be the deal-breaker?
That was the deal-breaker with my relationship with L., actually. I'm sorry he didn't turn out to be the right one, smonster.
BTW, let me know if you want to get wake-up calls again. The holidays resulted in much slack and sleeping in, but I'm glad to start doing it again.
Interesting, Zenkitty. I guess it's more common than I knew.
I'd love wakeup calls again starting tomorrow, 6:30.
I mean, who anticipates that to be the deal-breaker?
It was The Girl's deal-breaker, at the beginning. She wouldn't date me until she was living in the same city as me. I think it's fairly common. But doesn't make it any easier, obviously. More brackets, smonster. Thinking of you.
Yeah, he doesn't really have any interest in that kind of relationship, either. It makes him sound like some kind of player, but that's not the case.
smonster, tomorrow, 6:30am. It's on!
{{{smonster}}} I'm sorry, lady.
I am back at work after 2 weeks off and missing my baby like whoa.