Happy Birthday to Sox!

We play musical beds often with couches in a couple rooms in the mix. If we had the space I think it would be great to have our own bedrooms. Sleep and sex are different needs. I also love to read in bed, listen to music, watch tv, have a glass of wine. Having my own space might be nice.

juliana, I love that image of the starfish. It's very funny. But only because I don't have to sleep with it.

Always something interesting going on in Bitches.

A question for the hivemind - a friend needs a long line strapless bra with boning - any suggestions for a source? (I suggested a corset, but she'd be worried about lacing producing a bumpy surface - the dress fabric is quite thin.)

Happy birthday, Sox!

oops ... really unsafe sex

happy birthday , Sox!

Ok. I try not to be wimpy about bugs and such, especially when they are outside. In fact, I have been sharing my desk space with a very nice eight-legged beastie for the past week.

However.

Hornets, wasps, and other buzzing, flying, stinging bugs scare the ever loving shit out of me. I was stung a lot as a kid (thanks for the flowers in my hair, Grammie) and they all terrify me, with their flight and buzzing nose of impending doom. Our front entrance, both inside and outside, are SWARMED with all three. ("Swarmed" in Empress Language meaning at least 5 that she saw before screeching like a child and running as fast as her little flip flops could carry her to the other entrance, whilst flapping her hands in the air and yelling "JESUS CHRIST!!" and fuck checking the rent drop box.)

My boss doesn't think it's worth a call to the landlord to come take care of. She thinks we should just spray them. I say, I'm outnumbered. I get one, the rest will come sting me and kill me for taking down their pal. I've seen way too many SciFi(SyFy) movies to know this does not end well for the person who discovers the problem.

Aims, if your boss doesn't think it's worth a call to the landlord, you boss should be the one going after the damn things with poison and/or fire. Let him put his potential histamine reaction where his mouth is.

Signed

--Hates those venomous flying beasts, too.

Happy Birthday, Sox!

I know someone who had slept with the guys she dated in high school and college, then became more religious after college and stopped even touching men she wasn't related to. She married a guy who I'm pretty sure was a virgin, and they didn't even hold hands until after their wedding. They've got two kids now, and she keeps trying to set me up with her husband's younger brother.