I switched to 'dance' Christmas music and just listened to an electronica version of Oh Danny Boy. Somehow I think the beat master missed the meaning of that particular ditty.
I like the ruffles.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
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.
beekaytee - Dec 24, 2013 3:18:01 pm PST #7483 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
Aims - Dec 24, 2013 3:41:23 pm PST #7484 of 30002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I feel like hammered shit. Joe and Em are at his dad's house for the Christmas Eve festivities and I am on the couch with my 101.7 fever and feeling miserable and cranky and utterly non-Christmasy.
DavidS - Dec 24, 2013 4:30:21 pm PST #7485 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Oh, Aims! I'm so sorry. Try to turn down the lights, and listen to some music, and stare at the Christmas lights and drink something warm and just let the fever let you drift.
sj - Dec 24, 2013 4:33:51 pm PST #7486 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{{{Aims}}}}} I'm so sorry. Feel better.
omnis_audis - Dec 24, 2013 4:56:27 pm PST #7487 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Aims! Not good. May Santa bring you health and vigor, so you can wake up refreshed, and enjoy Christmas.
beekaytee - Dec 24, 2013 5:08:24 pm PST #7488 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
Aims! Not good. May Santa bring you health and vigor, so you can wake up refreshed, and enjoy Christmas.
This! And to all the ailing among us, the same.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 24, 2013 6:29:25 pm PST #7489 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oh, Aims! I'm so sorry. Try to turn down the lights, and listen to some music, and stare at the Christmas lights and drink something warm and just let the fever let you drift.
Yeah... I'm sorry sweetie.
Sean K - Dec 24, 2013 6:43:34 pm PST #7490 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Sorry you're sick, Aims. I'm missing everybody back there, and all my friends who are dead pretty fierce tonight. I miss you guys especially.
Ginger - Dec 24, 2013 7:18:04 pm PST #7491 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Get better, Aims!
There's something wrong with my mother's furnace and the temperature has dropped to 63. My sister is acting as if it's the last few hours of the Scott expedition.
My greatest gift this year, as it has been for many years now, is all of you, the family of my heart.
Sean K - Dec 24, 2013 7:30:00 pm PST #7492 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Lots of love, Ginger.
I came home to discover that ALL of the useless fuckbag roommate's stuff is gone, and he left NO money. I think a small claims filing is soon to be in my future.