wrod. I have to say I hope the dead-fish metaphor doesn't catch on.I don't love it, but it could be that I'm in the minority, as with the whole "spoons" thing. But that feeling is hard enough without being dogged by the reek of dead fish. OMG, somebody actually made the "LOL" mistake from the Newsroom last year? Although that was only *stupid* given to an eager twenty-something production assistant who may have been texting since third grade.
Jasmine ,'Power Play'
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.
Andi, I can relate. It seems like everybody wants to tell me "I'm doin' it rong," but all they come up with is old stuff that doesn't work. Or me trying to date another SPED under some ultra-romantic "Two birds, one stone" attendant agency principle...that guy wasn't new to the *internet*...he was new to, like, making sentences. That's flattering.
Oh, boy, erika... I can't even (finish this sentence.)
I feel we of Bitches might be glad of more P.E.N.I.S. [link] in this world.
Well, it's sort of funny now...just not good advice, or anything. I don't know what they were thinking...I've already done the whole not-smart-enough-for-me, don't tell my friends, make out in the laundry room thing(which, as a bunch of ostentatious Christians, they're not supposed to favor anyway.) So, what? I cross town to be Helen Crump of the 21st century? Pass. The truth is, I have plenty of wholesome amusements...it's the less-wholesome ones I'm lacking. But a social worker would never understand this, unless Anthony Bourdain's CNN show takes a *radical* turn...whoo, accessible Amsterdam!(I'd watch it, if I didn't get to be on it.) But I've done most of the acceptable crip activities(that aren't super-jock-y and need me to find sponsors and equipment, that is) Most of it does not turn my crank without a friend to be all "Can you 8believe* these losers?"
Yeah, group activities are so laden with that urgent requirement to be earnest all the time. No snark, no fun.
it is 90 degrees outside and I have a fucking cold. Grrr.
Anne, I'm so sorry.
Oh, Anne, I'm sorry. Hard to imagine you without Jeeves.
I'm sorry, Anne.
Anne, I am so sorry for your loss.