Nah, it means we figured out the boobular containment issues and moved on to more important matters.
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.
We'll always have cilantro.
snort
Now it's about Neko Atsume.
::weeps::
At least there's no dander when the cats are in the phone, David!
t I should check on my kitties
I like Fred. He's funny.
I was very bummed that Mr. Meowgi doesn't use his sword. I did see Peaches playing with the twisty rail, that was cool. I have several mementos, including from Meowgi after only 11 visits! I don't know how or why, though.
I came home from work because I was feeling sick. It's weird, though - I just feel weak and kind of stupid, with an occasional spell of nausea, hot, or cold. I hope I'm better tomorrow; I leave Weds for a week in NC.
I still have boobular containment issues, ftr. There are no comfy bras that also provide Thelma and Louise support.
A new cat café is opening up in my neighborhood: [link]