Rocket J. Squirrell "Does that ever work?"
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.
Someone tell me not to buy the cool dress that is a little out of my normal price range, but not unreasonably so, especially since I just bought new shoes and am trying to pay off my credit cards.
Oh, I am SO the wrong person to help you with that, Vortex.
Vortex, let the dress go. It does not meet your goals right now. The time will come when you have need of a new and glorious dress - in the right time, the right dress will come to you.
And if your heart filled with dismay when you read this, then you know you really DO need it.
I'm also not the person to tell someone not to buy something.
My whole house smells like caramelized onions because I cooked them in the slow cooker overnight. It was a new experiment for us, and it worked perfectly.
I just called out TCG's aunt on facebook for mom shaming. I'm probably going to regret it, but I'm so sick of this shit. No one can be 100% present all of the time, especially when sleep deprived, and the internet and smart phones are not the pinnacle of evil.
It's so weird lounging around on a Monday like it's a Saturday.
I do have an interview tomorrow - so interview-ma for tomorrow will be much appreciated.
Will send out the interview~ma!
Much interview~ma, sumi!
That's promising, sumi! You've got all the interview~ma!