Yay, Sean collaborates!
How are y'all this fine night?
Tara ,'Get It Done'
[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.
Yay, Sean collaborates!
How are y'all this fine night?
Hee. All use in the past right? :) Even if it's 6 minutes ago?
This is hypothetical since I am a known prude of course.
Well, I could ask you how are you this fine morning. Problem is, you'd think I'm asking about something that happened 8 hours ago, not now.
Earth is funny, that way.
I'm just thinking about you, you see?
I am well, thanks. Working on bringing my first sound design to life. And morning, evening... It's one of those somewhere.
Don't forget afternoon, too!
Shir, you are embiggening my gronk.
Off to bed with me, now.
Sorry, WindSparrow. Didn't mean to!
And good night!
Timelies Shir (and rest).
Just got home from baseball game. Due to boss dillydallying and, well, WORKING, we left an hour later than I wanted to, so we missed the first 3 innings of the game. But, my team (Yankees) won, and now look to be tied for first. I wish it was a closer game, but I'm not going to complain when they win.
Would occasional marijuana use get someone on the "NO" list? I'm curious about these things.
Maybe. When I interviewed with the CIA, they emphasized that they were interested in past behaviour, not current behaviour.
They didn't ask you that one, Vortex? I thought they asked all of us that one! Well, you WOULD"VE said gin and tonic, right? :)
I do remember when at one point, while living in 1014 (ah, 1014...) aka, the party apartment...(yes, that would be the apartment wherein Jesse got her cowgirl reputation)...one of our next door neighbors was getting some sort of clearance. The guy came and knocked on our door, and was like 'Do you know Ms. Blahblah Soandso?" and we were like "...who?" and he explained she lived in the apartment next to us (which was actually a ways down the hall) and we were all like "OH! THE SHOE PEOPLE!!" ....she and her...partner? roommate?...had this note taped to their door explaining that everyone had to take their shoes off when entering the apartment. He went on to ask us all these questions about her, adn we were like "...dude. We recognize her in the hallway, but not much more than that." He was like "well, like, would you think shes an alcoholic because you see her taking lots of empty alcohol bottles to the recycling bin?" and we were all "Uh...no, that'd be US"