Sigh. I went out with my bff tonight and she's all couplet, which is normally fine, but we met up with friends of her gf, who are just married and trying to have a baby (and the one girl was super super hot and fun to talk to) and I'm all "I'm going to be old and alOne and not even have cats!!" again. Sigh. Life is stupid.
'Safe'
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.
CBT still means cock ball torture to me. I should get out either more or less.
And we have two votes for Aang.
Seska, DBT is the absolute bomb. I will burble about it happily over email any time.
I can't believe this shiny thing is mine. Preciousssssss
Aww, meara, life is stupid. Here's hoping this will be an awesome year for you.
Yeah, smonster, you totally gotta go with Aang.
CBT still means cock ball torture to me. I should get out either more or less.
It will never not be that to me.
At least now I can stop myself from giggling in inappropriate situations when people mention it as the therapy or as computer-based training.
Now shopping for a sleeve... what do we think about this fabric for Aang? [link]
eta this one is also nice, and slightly less spot-on. >[link]
I'm having a "throw all the leftovers into a bowl" meal, and it's actually pretty good. I've got a whole grain rice blend, steamed cauliflower, grilled tempeh, and a peanut lime sauce.
That sounds delicious! And i'm not even hungry yet.
I had leftover crab dip for breakfast.
Who wants to come to my house and eat some leftover cakes and desserts? I have a ton...
oooh! me! how's that teleporter coming along?