I think I want these shoes.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
Tim sounds like me, getting dressed to go out. I have to start about two hours before a normal person would, because I'll change outfits at least three times.
Tim has an evil nurse costume? He's so much better dressed than I am.
I need a proper Halloween costume.
This is par for the course around here, and it generally doesn't make me lose my mind, so I'm not sure why now, all of a sudden, I'm ready to just rip his pancreas out with my teeth.
Sometimes you just want to rip their pancreas out. It's no one's fault. Just you run out of Cope or Patience.
If you show me a fighter jet zooming and then someone voiceover's "Yeehaw!" I am going to respond with, "Jester's dead." It's just how the world works.
::Loves on Cass. (yup. right there with you)::
I am also Tim, but without the costume.
Speaking of, I need to figure out a Halloween costume. I was all psyched to be Edfie Trinket, but now I'm not so sure. I haven't really had the energy to pursue it fully.
I am festin'. Had a yummy brisket slider (my stomach seems to have shrunk) and am listening to Keb Mo play.
I LOVE Keb Mo. I have one of his albums from years ago, recced by one of my authors.
I'm drinking a hot toddy. I put up sliced lemon, chopped ginger, and honey a month or so ago, and tonight I mixed it with hot water and Jack Daniels. it is delicious and feels wonderful on the throat.
I've never had a hot toddy. Maybe I should fix that. I have come down with a nasty cold.
They're almost worth getting sick for. I hope you feel better soon, though. Whatever you end up drinking.