Hooray for Seska's good news! And for the system actually working once.
'Smile Time'
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.
Ya know what i love? When i'm on the phone with a medical call and hear the sirens approaching before i've even finished all the triage and prearrival instructions[1]. That brings me great joy.
[1] Medical and fire calls are usually set up and dispatched in less than 45 seconds...but all the seemingly endless questions and instructions can take minutes. Long, long minutes.
Happy birthday Andi!
Happy Birthday, Andi!
And Congratulations, Seska!
Congrats, Seska!
Happy Birthday, Andi!
I have to warn you all that morning's on its way.
Don't let it catch you unprepared, like it caught me. Go to bed early and sleep, God dammit.
(Things I should have heard and listened to last night)
I have to warn you all that morning's on it's way.
Nooooooooo!!!!!
Because Aims did this to me on Facebook:
I, Aims, once again declare that my husband Joe, aka Miracleman, is nothing less than sex walking and I hereby recant any stated desire I've ever had for camels or new puppies of any kind.
On a more personal note: I'm so very sorry, Jilli. Much peace to you and your family.
Oh, fucktitude.
Sorry, Steph. I truly apologize for raping the English grammar. I should remember not to post here before coffee.