Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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.
Seska, I am frustrated on your behalf. It bugs the hell out of me that you are having this trouble. And I'm very concerned about the safety issues.
Not on, Pink
Ugh.
Sweet salad dressing is a mistake. Even thousand island is a bit yucky.
I'm concerned about my safety too, WindSparrow. I have a feeling a whole lot of rage is about to be unleashed on the university from the direction of Houston, though. She gets stuff done when she's angry.
The waffle did not make me feel better. Though it was tasty.
The pink link didn't work for me?
My neighbors are apparently digging out their basement and redoing their foundation. How do I know? Their architect just called and blathered on and on and on about how she has to tell me stuff but it's easier in person, etc etc etc. Omg, lady. Just set up a meeting already. I was kinda rude at the end but she just wouldn't stop talking--except she wasn't saying anything of substance, just repeating herself. Yeeeeeesh! I hope this does not involve tearing up my newly planted blueberry bushes. But I suspect it will. If they tear down our wisteria I'll hurt them.
Me too. How much would I love an enzyme that let me eat pizza. That's not even a question, it's so much. Enjoy the waffle, Teppy! (I do the 'I'm having the damn [lovely wheat-based product] and screw the reaction' thing too occasionally.)
Clearly, the gluten-free pizza that my co-worker loves should make it to your side of the pond.
Meara, I bet you can figure out part of what's going on by looking it up on the city records site.
In between the gray skies in my area and the political news, I really want a chicken pot pie.
Speaking of which, feast your eyes on this baby: [link]
Billytea, I'm sorry your MIL had a fall and broke her arm. I hope she heals quickly.
Seska, that's really terrible. REALLY terrible. Have you considered going to the press with it? Because if they're endangering your life like that, it's something that needs to be brought to light.
Where is that, Plei? I'm distrustful because she seemed hard to pin down and kept insisting she had to show me in person. Um, just freaking tell me, lady. But it might be some of that passive-aggressive NW stuff, where I'm like "just say it" and they want to beat around the bush.