Jayne ,'Ariel'
[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.
And now I'm totally annoyed. The girls who have been coming over all summer were not here by 730. No big - the time can range. Their dad texted me at 8:15 to tell me the girls were staying home with him. Thanks, bub. I could have slept in.
I'm starting to not feel too bad about telling them that I'm done next Tuesday.
Stay calm, Ginger.
trying to pour herbal tea through the Internet
Leaving Las Vegas. After doing a sober, involuntary gravity check on the strip, and spending the evening in ER getting my forehead stitched up, I'm happy to be leaving.
oh, o_a, so sorry.
Think up a better story to tell people though - if you come back from Vegas with visible wounds, there should be a really wild and crazy story about it.
Aw, Ginger. So sorry.
omnis, yikes! May it heal swiftly with no scar. And if there is a scar, just make up a badass story.
I am so glad it's Friday, it's not even funny.
Word to ya motha. I was out until 10:30 last night and then stayed up to finish a book. Now I am full of gronk. Fortunately, Friday afternoons are kind of slack around here, and one of our volunteers is leaving so it's going to be extra slack.
Sorry, Omnis. Gravity and I are not friends either.
We need to help Omnis come up with a better story. Kicked by a pole dancer. Attacked by an old lady who thought he was trying to take her slot machine. Made the mistake of dissing Wayne Newton.
Ginger, parental-deterioration-related stress SUCKS. But it's good your mother is okay.
We need to help Omnis come up with a better story. Kicked by a pole dancer. Attacked by an old lady who thought he was trying to take her slot machine. Made the mistake of dissing Wayne Newton.
Kicked by Wayne Newton when Omnis tried to take Wayne's slot machine.
Was nobly wounded when trying to protect a helpless tourist from one of those shills on the corners who are handing out business cards for hookers.
A former boss was at an international conference in Rio de Janeiro (sp?). He WAS mugged by a hooker.
Mugged by a Wayne Newton lookalike hooker when he tried to take his slot machine.
BTW, saw StW last night. Everything is cool. It was indeed him just doing the introvert turtle thing, and me doing the insecure freakout thing. He met B and some of my other peeps, but he didn't realize who B was until afterwards.