My friend Thea is a queen among women, and looks after me: [link]
Tara ,'First Date'
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.
Is that buttercream frosting?
Yesssssss. Very tasty buttercream frosting.
I am forcing my newly adopted monogamous ideals on the laundry. No more partnerless socks!
I made it through the day, with a lot of help from tens and drugs. Now I'm waiting for dinner. I found a mexican restaurant where each thing is color coded vegan, vegetarian, or not vegetarian. No one could tell me why chips and salsa were not vegetarian.
The chips are cooked in lard?
That was my best guess. But the guacamole is vegan, and I assume that comes with chips.
But then they just brought my burrito, labeled vegan, and it had cheese on top, sso maybe they just don't know what they're doing.
Hil,
they don't know what they are doing.
I am forcing my newly adopted monogamous ideals on the laundry. No more partnerless socks!
Would you bring your laundry monogamy over here?
Yay Ginger!
I doubt that story would have made it to our ears if his dad didn't know that we also want kids.
That speaks highly of your FiL.
So, when I've hit the point of swinging between numb and wanting to cry, I think that means I should take half a Xanax. Oh, and eat lunch, and have coffee.
Yes, dear, it does. And like pain relief, I think it's easier to catch anxiety when it's small than try and relieve it when the demons are roaring. IOW, eat regularly and don't hesitate to take the Xanax when you start to need it.
I can picture myself loving noone but him until I get old
Aw.
meanwhile I sat in front of my computer wishing ita dated girls.
Ha! I did that, too. Like I think early in my days here I actually typed wistfully, "Are you SURE you don't date girls?" If I didn't apologize for that, ita, I do now!
can't say the story of St Woot isn't partially responsible for shining the spotlight on the guy right in front of me.
AWWWWW. That makes me happy. It's amazing and a little sad how revolutionary it is (IME) to find a truly decent, compassionate, caring partner.
I am forcing my newly adopted monogamous ideals on the laundry. No more partnerless socks!
Bahahahaha! Good luck with THAT one.
Yay for Buffistas in Nashville!
Yay indeed!
All hail friends who bring tasty, needed treats.
Food, medication (half a Xanax and an Aleve), ALL THE COFFEE IN THE WORLD, and a cupcake have gone a long way to making things better. I have cleaned under the library table and found a missing earring.