Aww, Zen's subconscious, let her sleep!
'Dirty Girls'
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.
It is the Abyss. It stares back at me. Fucker.
Gaze of death at Zen's Abyss
Leave her alone, you. You've got people who are fully awake at the other side of the world. Come and play with us, coward.
The howling, the wailing, the terrible hungry gaze... oh, wait, no, that's just the cat.
So, here's an unexpected development. Biyi's parents, who will be coming out in November, have decided that once they get here, they'd like to go on a cruise. (More precisely, Biyi's mother would like that, and her father is willing to take a large quantity of pills to curb his motion sickness.)
Viable destinations are New Zealand or South Pacific islands (around New Caledonia and Fiji). New Zealand might be the better option. I wonder what Ryan will think of it all.
The howling, the wailing, the terrible hungry gaze... oh, wait, no, that's just the cat.
Which, by peculiar coincidence, also stares back at you.
The howling, the wailing, the terrible hungry gaze... oh, wait, no, that's just the cat.
I laughed and laughed.
Zen, anything I can do to help?
Thanks, Shir! But I'm resigned to getting no sleep tonight and being useless tomorrow. The regular Wednesday meeting was cancelled, so maybe I can nap a lot and no one will notice.
Perhaps Zen's subconscious is somehow tied into the tropical storm Isaac. When she sleeps, it will also chillax. Is there a metorological equivalent to ambien?
When she sleeps, it will also chillax.
With great power comes great responsibility. Does this mean I won't sleep until somebody offs Uncle Ben?