No response after three hours. MAYBE SHE HATES ME.
Probably her yogurt machine exploded and she's been fighting yogurt monsters all day. That can really take it out of a person.
Riley ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[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.
No response after three hours. MAYBE SHE HATES ME.
Probably her yogurt machine exploded and she's been fighting yogurt monsters all day. That can really take it out of a person.
Even the gay country club showed the game tonight. Love this town.
Hey, P-C, R came over for dinner and I showed her the Terriers pilot. She loved it.
Oh, yay! I'm glad you guys are becoming friends! She's good people.
Probably her yogurt machine exploded and she's been fighting yogurt monsters all day. That can really take it out of a person.
I'm still really curious about this yogurt machine.
Something like this? [link]
Wow, that one looks way nicer than the one I remember my mom having in the 1970s. t edit Like this: [link]
Oh, yay! I'm glad you guys are becoming friends! She's good people.
Yeah, I like her.
Nora, Z says shrimp should be fine if I keep it on ice in fridge.
Hello! Having a quiet day, which means actual time to post here. (I read a lot more.) Hope you're all well and having a pleasant summer. It's still a bit of a rain-fest here, although we have had a few sunnier days recently.
Glad you had a good evening, P-C! (I can never think what hobbies I have, either. Which is quite funny.) The Nerd Dating thing is a rather excellent idea.
Shir, I'm very glad your friend is OK. I hope you can get in touch with her, and that her illness isn't too serious. It's a horrible thing when people go missing like that. I had a friend, years ago, who I was really close to. He disappeared. We were online friends (with phone calls and occasional visits) and both had mental health problems, and he was inclined to go quiet for a few weeks, so at first I didn't think much of it. By the time I did, there was no response from any of the ways I used to use to get in touch - e-mail address no longer worked, phone was cut off (he had been thinking of moving), no reply to snail mail, etc. As he lived abroad, and his name was common and I never knew his family, there was very little I could do to find him. I tried everything I could think of to contact him but, in the end, had to admit that if he wanted to be in touch with me, he would be. I still think of him and hope he's OK, and that he just needed to get offline and reinvent his life a bit.
It’s Scrappy’s birthday!
HAPPY SCRAPPY DAY!!
Happy Birthday Scrappy!
And ugh, Seska. The uncertainty is horrible. I hope your friend is fine, too.
Have a good one, Scrappy!