I often suspected Batman might be flaming.
Willow ,'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
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Oh noes K&ND's puppy! Be better.
(I read Beep Me.)
(Now I go back to reviewing the not-so-subtle-but-that's-okay-I-kinda-asked-for-it "These are rings I like" document Improbable Girl left on her laptop).
(She likes aquamarines and yellow gold, with rough finishes, made by interesting artists. No diamonds. I can get behind that financially, politically, AND aesthetically.)
Did you have a good birthday?
For the most part, I did. I mean, I had to work, when I'd rather sleep in and eat bon-bons in bed. And I was on day 2 of a headache that wasn't quite sinus, wasn't quite migraine, wasn't quite tension. Strange.
But other than that, it was good. We went out to dinner with a group of friends, and The Boy brought the cake (and the Batman candle).
When I came home from work, his computer monitor was wrapped in birthday paper, with a bow on it.
"You're...giving me your computer monitor for my birthday?" I asked.
What he had ordered for my birthday hadn't shipped yet, so he pulled up the Web page and then wrapped the monitor. Dork. I love him.
Anyway, this is what was on the monitor: [link] Oh, yeah.
... I think that gift may be as much for him as for you, Steph.
Or possibly I just have an apron fetish.
(HOT!)
And related to my present, I feel that I need to draw Jilli's attention to this one: [link] Hot pink and black! Skulls!
Teppy, that is so cute and creative of him to wrap the monitor!
... I think that gift may be as much for him as for you, Steph.
I asked for an apron, though not a particular pattern.
Or possibly I just have an apron fetish.
And, well, yeah, I asked for it in no small part b/c of fetish-y reasons, which are indeed as much for him as for me.
Tep, you indeed have the boyfriend of AWESOME!
But I did tell him to not expect me to, you know, *cook* or anything.
That's just crazy.