'Get It Done'
[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.
There's been a lot of news about the coming cicadapocalypse (Brood II, I think). In honor of that, I'd like to repost an early post of mine from August 2004 (when I was a shiny, new Buffista):
I was talking to some friends and we decided that cicadas are the teenagers of the insect world - they're awkward, noisy, and think of nothing but sex. After all - they ARE 17!
Happy belated b-day, ND!
Not a special number, or anything. Still, one more year above ground!
Reminds me of what my dad says every year as he gets older, "Beats the alternative!"
I'm enjoying "Uncle Fucknut" far far too much.
You know, hearing about Uncle (and Aunt, Cousin, Brother) Fucknut makes me kind of glad I've been cut off from my family. And my mother had cut us off from just about everyone (still living).
My mother used to send me these messages that were forwarded so many times and in such ways that they were messages inside messages inside messages ad infinitum. And, once peeled back to the initial content, invariably turned out to be something that had been around for years and years. I finally resorted to telling her that after a certain point the system I was on would cut them off after a certain number of layers and she eventually gave up on me as being No Fun At All.
GC, how are you doing?
Toddson, would now be a good time for you to go spelunking for those relatives your mother previously rendered incommunicado? Might some of them be interesting people, and pleased to hear from you?
There could be a whole civilization of lovely relatives existing in the wild!
GC, how are you doing?
I'm ridiculously huge and uncomfortable, but nothing out of the ordinary for a 37+ week preggo. I'm so ready to not be PG anymore. Bring on April 29! (Thanks for asking!)
Happy birthday, bonny!
Thank you, Andi!
HOW did I not know that David Tennant and I share a birthday? I cannot believe this delicious detail escaped my attention.
So. My goals for this year of my life are many, but the first is to do whatever it takes to break the hold sugar has on me.
In what can only be described as my very own self-destruct impulse, I ordered some cupcakes for my last hurrah. My next door neighbor manages a well known cupcakery, so it was easy.
The best news is, I didn't even enjoy what of them I ate. I'm giving one away in the Chinese tradition of giving gifts on one's day.
I will take that as a good start!
Happy Happy Birthday, bonny!!!