10 minute drive down the freeway. It'd be shorter, except for the construction traffic at her exit.
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.
Wishing you much hard convo~ma, OA.
The format of the 'date' tonight sounds kinda interesting to me. Not as much pressure as a one on one, yet not as overwhelming as speed dating.
I read the termination letter and said "well, I know what this says, since I wrote it."
Oh, Scrappy. That bites in so many different ways.
Good luck tonight on the date, omnis, and more luck tomorrow talking to your mom.
I went into Fresh Market brain-fogged with hunger and thirst and spent less than $20. Okay, that's because I went in with only a $20 on purpose, but still - I want a gold star. I am so freaking tired - I've worked until at least 6 pm (aka dark) four days in a row this week, and I'm working tomorrow. But I *will* go to Krewe de Vieux tomorrow, dammit!
My allergies are acting up like crazy, and, as usual, my neck muscles are tightening up in response. I really want a massage. I do, however, now have an electric blanket, so at least I'm warm.
smonster - ★
Oh, I had electric blankets when I lived up north. Ahhh, warm comfort. Nice!
I've recently come into possession of fleece sheets. HEAVEN. Seriously. So cuddly, comfy and warm. Like sleeping in a stuffed animal. They are making this winter enjoyable...at least the prone portions of the program.
I've tried flannel sheets, but my pajamas would stick to them, and I'd wake up all tangled.
Total gold star smonster.
We have awesome flannel sheets, but the fitted sheet has torn and I have to replace it. Woes. I guess I should check Overstock.