Oh, dude. Don't drive there!
'Bushwhacked'
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.
Nora, I don't have a bike. And it starts in half an hour.
Well, good luck... I just read on FB that DJ Soul Sister had to bail on her radio gig because of the traffic.
You can borrow my bike if you like.
Eff. Uh, okay, texting you.
I tend to buy my color at Sallys, I think it's Clairol? You have to buy the color and the developer separately and then mix them yourself, which has the advantage that I can mix a red and a brown, or a brown and a gold, or whatever. And I've decided I like the look better too; as it fades my greys start to look like blonde highlights, which means I can go about 8 weeks between color.
Burrell is me.
I use Clariol and 10 volume developer. I could use a stronger and really do more with the gray but I am more invested in healthy hair than hiding every gray. And even my hairdresser says she sees no reason for me to even consider the salon so long as I'm just darkening it a bit and blurring the gray. I am conscientious about doing the roots and waiting before I pull anything through to the ends. I used to be much more careless and she dinged me once. Lesson learned.
Hatul Dog, you have landed on your feet and no mistake. You've got some good humans, there, you lucky dog.
Woo! Watched the parade go by once, waiting for it to come back around. Saw my friends in Skinz and Bonez and scored a beautiful sugar skull mini mask my friend C made. That and a jello shot were my best scores so far.
Puppy hatul!
That's all I got.
Ran into Drama Llama! We were nice to each other. And then another coworker. And now I'm hanging with a friend from OKC at Hard Rock for a lesbian party, and I'm aging rapidly while I wait at the bar.
sounds like a good night, smonster.
Oo, I need to mail you a package! This week, I swears.