Hi beekaytee!! Good to see you, always.
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Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thank you! And hello!
I hope you find it fun and easy as well.
From what I already had (there was a summer semester)- fun, yes, easy: not so much (but I love an intellectual challenge!). I am mostly very happy that I get a chewed-up version of economics for the MA (in public administration) that doesn't require doing hours of math.
So, I'm going to a wedding tomorrow where they want you to wear specific colors. I found a great dress on Rent the Runway. I tried it on, and it juuust fits (forgot that designer sizes are not real sizes). Problem is, I can't get the zipper up by myself. And it's one of those fancy zip pulls so I can't use the ribbon trick to get it those last few inches. I've put out an SOS to a couple that I know is coming to the wedding to ask if they can help me tomorrow. I'm ridiculous, my arms really hurt from the 20 minutes of contorting in the dress, and the zipper is an asshole.
I will know several people at the wedding, but I don't know which ones, and I don't want to reach out to someone that I don't know for sure has been invited. Ugh!!!
Somebody's going to step up and be a zipper hero for Vortex! I believe in the power of discrete friends!
Ahh, that is tough! Good luck, Vortex!
Good luck with that zipper, Vortex!
How many people thought to themselves that they would totally be there for Vortex zipper wrangling in a minute?
I'd pop in via transporter, zip her up, say she is fabulous and zip back to la vida sofa.
Since we're talking about weird stuff we need help with, I'll share this, which I wouldn't anywhere else -- I have a great vibrator, but there's this little cap you unscrew to change the batteries, and it is STUCK. Like, seriously-I-have-tried-everything stuck. And I'm not about to ask one of my kids to help me with it. OR my next door neighbor Ken, who would probably melt into the ground in embarrassment.
So ... I'm shopping for a new one. Yay?
If you get one that plugs in, you never have this problem. Plus, they last forever. Seriously.