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[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.
Ooooh, shiny! Let me tell you, tumblr has been fantastic.
I've also discovered that my mild distaste for talking on the phone has gone through the roof right now. Mostly because I can't keep it together when I talk on the phone, and then I start crying. Email, texts, no problem. Phone calls with anyone other than my Dad? The meltdown fairy visits.
I hates the meltdown fairy. Sending you love and strength Jilli.
Jilli, did you see the pretty boots I posted a link to the other day to dustract you?
Mostly because I can't keep it together when I talk on the phone, and then I start crying.
This is why I don't understand why people are appalled by people who break up be e-mail. In the unlikely event that I ever have someone to break up with, I want the entire transaction to be by e-mail. Right after my divorce, back in ancient pre-internet era, my ex and I communicated entirely by calling each other's answering machine at times when only the machine would answer.
I wish there was anything I could do other than to wish health~ma to your mother, Jilli, and strength and coping to you, your dad and the Adorable One.
This video brightened my day.
Oooh, the mail brought a good thing! [link]
In the unlikely event that I ever have someone to break up with, I want the entire transaction to be by e-mail.
Goodness, yes. I asked The Girl out by e-mail. I am a total coward, especially where the phone is concerned.
I am going to bed, as I should be vaguely coherent for chairing a session tomorrow. (Fortunately, it is not the one with the tea man. I might have shouted at him about how he's destroying people's dreams and killing all the butterflies.)
Jilli - lots of ~ma to you and your mom.
Yes, much ongoing ~ma and thoughts, Jilli.