cleverbot just told Matt that his (its ) name was Beth. Matt now thinks I am cleverbot
Mal ,'The Train Job'
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.
Stew rules! I cooked onion and garlic in olive oil, then removed those and cooked quorn chikn patties in the oil. I chopped those and added potatoes and water to cover (plus 1 cup of wine) I added some cumin seed, paprika, cayenne, salt & pepper, then carrots, chayote squash, celery and a big can of green chilies (chopped), then chopped tomates just before serving with a grating of cheddar cheese on top. Now I'm thining a dollop of sour cream would be perfection.
Stew sounds good!
Am having stressy day, hoping going out now will be good, but in one of those "omg my clothes don't fit and make me ugly" times. Grrr.
Okay, seriously????? I'm really really REALLY getting sick of almost every person I meet or spend time with going on and on and ON about their boyfriend, booty call, swooning and sighing starry eyed over their dreamy new beau. It really just makes me want to hide in my room forever, and cry, and never come out again.
I know you're all wrapped up in your own love life, but can at least one fucking person try and spare some thought for others around you?????
I apologize for the previous rant. It's been building. Feh.
Dude, don't apologize. I totally hear you.
Just don't go on OK Cupid on your birthday.
Heh. So I have gathered today.
Happy birthday omnis!
Happy birthday omnis! May it be filled with that thing you like.