Your post has changed my life, amych. Thanks.
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.
The workmen at the apartment complex next door have been running chainsaws for almost two hours now. Thanks to the subtle acoustics of this little tiny valley I'm in, it sounds like it's right outside my house. Damn, I'm getting a headache from this noise. I'm about ready to go over there and do some whacking of my own.
Kristin! Congratulations, that's excellent news!
Sometimes I feel like I've become a quasi-Buffista, but I promise I'm still here and still care, even when I'm not completely up to date or don't have time to write out what I've thought.
Pfft. I'm pretty sure you qualify for the lifetime membership or something.
MOG, will they never stop? How many damn trees do they have to cut down?
Yay, English chair! Good on you, Pix!
I feel so badly popping in here just to share my news when I've been mostly absent these past couple of months, but I wanted to let my Blinvisible Friends know.
Hey, if you can't pop in with good news, when can you pop? And we all know that life happens and communication ebbs and flows.
True dat. I abuse the system ALL THE TIME!
Argh. For the second time, someone scratched my car in the parking lot. Like, significantly scratched, down to the metal. Aren't you supposed to leave a note if you hit a parked car? (I also can't quite figure out how this happened -- the angle is all weird, and I can kind of picture it if the other car was going backwards, but from the way the paint flaked, that car was definitely going forwards, which means that, when it hit my car, it probably also hit a wall.)
So, about a month ago I mentioned that I emailed my biological sister for the first time. When she didn't respond, I figured ok - she doesn't want that contact. Ok. Now I know.
I was wrong.
She emailed me today. She, like me, tried to email but was scared and turns out, she's been wanting to get to know me since he dad told her about me 5 years ago. I am so ... happy and joyous.
I emailed her back right away.
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