My house, in 8 bit, thanks to Google Maps 8 Bit street view: [link]
Yes, there is. There's a hurry, Xander. I'm dying...I may have as few as fifty years left.
Anya ,'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
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
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.
sj - Apr 01, 2012 5:32:22 pm PDT #10736 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I'm glad you're alive and well, omnis. I'm sorry she has a bf.
billytea - Apr 01, 2012 6:43:53 pm PDT #10737 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I've found a trick Ryan has yet to pull. My sister posted this on Facebook:
"Well Brody sure fooled me tonight!! Here I was thinking he ate pretty much all his dinner til I changed his nappy and found a stash of fish, chips and veges!!"
DavidS - Apr 01, 2012 6:48:53 pm PDT #10738 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Heh. I never found dinner in Emmett's diaper (except in the usual manner), but once we scooped him out of the tub into a towel into a diaper and pajamas and opened him up in the morning to find two of his bath toys (rubber fish) in there.
However, when ex-GF was growing up in the hospital she often hid things down her casts. She'd dig away the under side of the cast and hideaway candy and pencils and whatnot. Which occasionally lead to an explosion of writing implements and butterscotch when they sawed off her cast.