bf continues to not surprise. I'm sorry that poor CJ has been pulled into the mess at this level.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
I want to smack this guy. A lot.
Argh. I went into Michael's to buy some scrapbooking stuff. I get up to the cash register, and the cashier says, in that voice you use for talking to little kids, "Oh, you have a boo-boo! I'm sorry!" I look behind me, confused, to see if one of the kids on line just fell or something. Nope. She's talking to me about my ankle brace. The hell?
Oy, Hil.
I really kinda want to smack K-bug's bf with a croquet mallet while explaining the concepts of treating people and their boundaries with respect.
Hi hi hi! We are back from the UK, where there was a heat wave and a royal baby. But whatever, because we got to see Fay!
But whatever, because we got to see Fay!
The most important event!
Oo, a Fay viewing! I'm jealous.
Welcome back, Jilli. And thanks.
I kinda wanna knock K-Bug upside the head. He is just so oily.
I'm trying to finish my work so I can get ready for VACATION. We hit the road in about 40 hours!!! First stop is Vegas! Woot-woot!
Sounds like a wonderful trip, Jilli!
Maria, lots of good vibes about your potential new job!
But whatever, because we got to see Fay!
I saw the pictures on tumblr. Super jealous.