Boobies in Bitches! It's comforting, really.
'Lessons'
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.
I think I'm in love with Erin.
Get in line, Laga!
I'm starting to give this apocalypse thing a second thought. I just got an email from my mom tagged -sent from my iphone- .
BWAHAHAHAHAHA....remember that whole conversation we were having the other day about "literally"?
(If it's old, I hadn't seen it before, so it made me laugh. Sorry if I'm a skimmy skimmer who skims and it had already been posted.)
I *love* the Gayroller. SO MUCH.
(Also? I possess your spine, bro.)
Dear Insomnia,
I have to be up in six hours in order to go work a thirteen-hour day outside sorting garbage by hand.
FUCK YOU.
No really,
me
Sorting garbage by hand? Good lord, smonster. I do not envy you one bit.
I adore the gayroller!!
Went dancing tonight, was sleepy, and then they said 'in honor of the rapture happening tomorrow, we'll play the following songs" and played "Looking For a City" (go to this youtube link and listen to at least one minute in...it gets crazier from there) and then "Amazing Grace" (a fast country version you can two step great to). So much fun!
...and then my ex from last summer showed up, and apparently it's her birthday, and she was all "heyyyyy, we should have dinner..." and I, not having been laid in WAY TOO LONG, was like "Uh...sure...." rather than "we had nothing to talk about the first time sweetie, why would it be different now?"
Oh, quester, I'm sorry. passing~ma his direction.
I don't mind sorting the garbage, it's what I do, but I just wanted a bit more sleep because it will be a long, hot, dirty, smelly, sweaty day.
quester, lots of ~ma for peaceful passing.
I slept. Not enough, but some. Here's hoping I don't get homicidal on a drunken festival-goer or one particular staffperson.