No, no, no, sir. No more chick pit for you. Come on.

Riley ,'Lessons'


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.


sj - Aug 31, 2013 8:55:08 am PDT #4097 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

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.


Zenkitty - Aug 31, 2013 9:24:12 am PDT #4098 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

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.


sj - Aug 31, 2013 9:35:12 am PDT #4099 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I found my other folder, but the newest message in there is from September 2011, probably because of the setting mentioned above.


sj - Aug 31, 2013 10:55:02 am PDT #4100 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

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.


meara - Aug 31, 2013 10:56:01 am PDT #4101 of 30002

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!)


sj - Aug 31, 2013 11:06:18 am PDT #4102 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I'm sorry, meara. You truly deserve someone that is awesome both on and of the dance floor.


meara - Aug 31, 2013 12:58:09 pm PDT #4103 of 30002

Heh. Well, sometimes it's hard to separate good dancing from good other things. I'm just sayin'--there's one guy I've danced with a couple times that afterward I'm all "I could maybe be straight, damn!"


sj - Aug 31, 2013 1:30:09 pm PDT #4104 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I didn't mean porn. I meant someone who is good and kind to you.


Laura - Aug 31, 2013 1:35:16 pm PDT #4105 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

I am alone with a stack of books and magazines and sangria.

Oh, such torture!


meara - Aug 31, 2013 1:38:54 pm PDT #4106 of 30002

I didn't mean porn. I meant someone who is good and kind to you.

Oh I know. :) And I'm not actually conflating dance ability with good-person-ness! Just wishing it were that easy/obvious/correlated.