"Breaking news: Two people starved to death in a house because they were politely waiting for the other person to make some sort of noise before getting up to eat breakfast. Film at 11."
This money, it is too much. You should have some small refund.
Niska ,'War Stories'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
Connie Neil - Apr 01, 2012 9:06:30 am PDT #10726 of 30001
brillig
§ ita § - Apr 01, 2012 9:24:24 am PDT #10727 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Men don't like blow jobs anymore?! What's the world coming to?
Here's the really worthwile premise for a Jezebel article: Man asks ten friends if they'd prefer to give or receive oral. Eight of his friends say they prefer to give. Cue Jez running headline announcing death of fellatio.
No, I don't know why I still read it. Oh, wait--rubbernecking and liking to complain here.
smonster - Apr 01, 2012 10:32:49 am PDT #10728 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Omnis, I hope you haven't starved and/or been axe murdered.
Venting: I got a new ATM card, and even though I swear I've used the PIN they sent, it's now not working, as an ATM, debit, or credit card. No phone customer service on the weekend, no way to figure out the right pin online, and I have no cash. Pulled out a backup credit card - it expired on 3/31. So I had to leave my refilled kitty litter at Petco, and now I'm trying to figure out what to do - I guess I can write a check if they still take those, or activate my new credit card. I'm just annoyed with myself (I'm sure I messed something up), and the bank, and having to drive 15 minutes back down Tchoup to Petco and then 15 back again. Grr.
In better news, I had a lovely brunch with friends that may have given me a few more job leads, so that's good.
Sean K - Apr 01, 2012 10:49:45 am PDT #10729 of 30001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
My house, in 8 bit, thanks to Google Maps 8 Bit street view: [link]
erikaj - Apr 01, 2012 12:07:23 pm PDT #10730 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
Argh--that happened to me a lot when I was in college...the machines ate my cards, Smonster.
sj - Apr 01, 2012 1:12:45 pm PDT #10731 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Smonster, that is annoying. I hope you can straighten it out tomorrow.
Waiting patiently to find out if omnis ever left his room.
The off brand fabric softener I bought to finish up the wallpaper is not as unscented as it claims to be. Bad Big Y. No cookie.
sj - Apr 01, 2012 2:23:41 pm PDT #10732 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Our house is officially wallpaper free!
sumi - Apr 01, 2012 2:38:45 pm PDT #10733 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
sj - woo hoo!
sj - Apr 01, 2012 2:53:56 pm PDT #10734 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Thanks, sumi.
I was doing well with not being in pain despite the physical activity, and now it's raining and I'm sore and exhausted. We're back at the apartment now.
omnis_audis - Apr 01, 2012 5:21:50 pm PDT #10735 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
I'm alive. I last checked at 9:30. Light still on. I watched the latest Merlin, which ended about 10:15. Checked again, and light was off. Went out and chatted. Next thing I know, it's 1pm. I suggested we get brunch. Had a nice meal, talking a whole bunch. Got back about 5, when she headed back to Santa Maria. I thought about doing some outdoor errands, given how nice it was. Instead opted to open windows and air out the apartment, and fell asleep in my recliner.
There were no thank you blow jobs. She has a bf. So, didn't ask, and she didn't offer. And for the record, yes, giving is just as fun as getting.
The reason for the privacy, is she was sleeping on the couch. Kitchen is on the other side of the living room. Given we met a few days ago, I thought it polite to give her space, so she didn't think I was some creepy guy trying to spy on her or something. Shame she has a bf. Cute!!! And given our conversations, our heads share a lot of same space. Oh well.