FNL didn't so much teach me about football as help me get over my lifelong hatred of it.
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.
(It's a co-worker thing. Somehow it's funnier to Bevis-quote back the non-dirty word.)
Oh man, that takes me back.
(In middle school my not-a-boyfriend and I thought "Hehe - she said Side Side Angle" was the most hilarious joke ever made about geometry class. It's really no wonder we never even kissed. What nerds.)
So I hear there's some kind of sporting event going on tonight?
Indeed! Got me home from work early, too!
Drew! Any of Drew. Don't zip up on our account.
the more Drew pixels the better
Somehow, I get the feeling this will comeback to haunt at f2f. :: snerk ::
Good to see your pixels Drew!
(not here. Making cables for load in. uggg)
I will not kill Drew's sister. I will not kill Drew's sister. I will not kill Drew's sister. I will not kill Drew's sister. I will not kill Drew's sister.
Sending out the ma~~~ to lots of people
happy Birthday Spidra
and no homicide vibes to Pix
Well, there's always maiming, Pix.
She is threateningoffering to spend the entire weekend next weekend by his side, holding his hand, and doesn't seem to understand why maybe he might not want that. Oh, and pulled the, "Kristin can't tell me I can't stay! I'm your gd sister and if I want to sit vigil, I will!" THWAP. And no. YOU don't get to decide that.
Ugh. Support is nice. Alone time with the tube up yer nose and the painkillers is even better.
My sister brought me romance novels and a pillow. Then left.
Oh, god, Pix. Lots of vibes to withstand that.