bonny, thanks for the reminder about the other folder. I checked mine and found an Amazon gift card from January from my bff. Funny thing is, she had asked a while back if I had gotten it, and since I was expecting to get it through email rather than Fb, I didn't think to look there.
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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.
Found gold! What a lovely surprise, Andi.
Okay, here I go with the unexpectedly difficult editing test. If it's too crazy, I'm going to just start inserting swear words. But in a grammatically correct way: "The fucking patient was administered benazepril 10 mg for his goddamn hypertension." Boom.
meara, I love reading about you dancing until you drop. Sorry the hot dance partner is a jerk. I hope you are able to pretend she is a complete stranger while dancing. (and of course keep it that way)
Sounds like a plan to me, Steph! Also good luck.
What is this other fb folder? I have my account set up so that I can't get messages from people I haven't friended, so maybe I don't have one?
Teppy, that sounds like a good attitude to take the test with.
We were supposed to go to Mom's last night for one more weekend at the beach before summer ends, but we were both too exhausted to drive so we left this morning instead.
I didn't even know there was an "other" folder. A couple guys awkwardly flirting with me and a couple things from people I don't actually care about. Good job sequestering the crap, Other folder.
I found my other folder, but the newest message in there is from September 2011, probably because of the setting mentioned above.
TCG has gone for a walk, Mom and Stepdad have gone to church, and I am alone with a stack of books and magazines and sangria.
I remember a whole article in Slate, I think? NYTimes? About how the guy had lost his laptop or something, and someone found him on facebook to message him, but it ended up in his "other" folder, so he didn't see it for a long time.
meara, I love reading about you dancing until you drop. Sorry the hot dance partner is a jerk. I hope you are able to pretend she is a complete stranger while dancing.
Oh, I am. She's an amazing dancer, and pretty much the reason I got into it in the first place when I moved here. I just wish all that sizzle on the dance floor could/would/should turn into something, but when we stop dancing, I remember that she's a complete jerk. But I love dancing! :) (Things I don't love--waking up this morning with a bit of a headache, from the all of TWO drinks I had last night!)
I'm sorry, meara. You truly deserve someone that is awesome both on and of the dance floor.