Congratulations Aimee!
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.
Yippee!!!!
Congratulations Aimee Star!
Dun-da-da-da-duun-duh, Dun-da-da-da-daah...
(The graduation song, in case you can't tell).
Congratulatations, Graduate!
Wooooooooooooooooooooot!!!!! Aimee!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Empress, Graduate, Camel-lover.
Woohooo!
Yay!
Awesomecakes!
Thank you for all the birthday wishes, they were wonderful.
Hubby has finished his second round of chemo, currently napping with the cat. Expected side effects are increased physical instability, possible confusion, mood swings, grumpiness, skin peeling. He says he expects his skin to look like Liberace's by the end of it.
This particular cocktail is designed to do things to his RNA and DNA to interfere with cell growth etc. I told him he deserved to get super powers out of this.
"I do have super powers. Super shedding and super naps. I have the powers of a cat."