Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
[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 didn't know people even still said "swinger" anymore.
It's still a fringe-y thing. Though the word does seem very 70s.
Cat game: one of the cats gave me 5 gold fish and I don't know why, since I just downloaded the game yesterday. I don't have fancy food or toys. I think it felt sorry for me.
(Tim is mystified by the fact that the cats leave fish, since you have to feed the cats in the game. He said the cats could just cut out the middleman and eat the fish.)
I just got enough to expand my yard! Cats everywhere!
I have no cats in my yard except those belonging to my neighbor.
I just got a damp matchbox as a memento. How very Cat.
I have gotten no mementos yet, sadface. But I am practicing patience.
No mementos here either.
I'm currently snuggled up with my cats looking for other cats. Mine don't seem to care.
The first one I got was an empty cicada shell.
That was my second. Yay?
I've got 5 or 6 mementos, now. Some are interesting (an antique compass) and others are sort of random (random seeds, it's even in the name).
I finally got Joe DiMeowgio! I figured if I built it (put the baseball in the yard), he would come.
I have some mementos, including one from Mr. Meowgi after only eleven visits! And then I have cats that have visited several dozen times and nada.
Hey, you know when you break up with someone and suddenly you're not mad anymore because none of it is your fucking problem anymore? That's how I feel about my job right now. Ahhhhh…