{{{Barb}}} You really have had more than your fair share of icky this summer. Feel better.
'The Killer In 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.
Thanks guys. I just hate feeling like such a whiny git. I so rarely get sick, but it seems as if ever since they figured out the whole anemia thing, it's like my body went, "Oooooh, party time! We have REASONS to feel like crap now."
To which I say, "fuck off."
Besides, tomorrow's my anniversary and we have dinner reservations at a very cool restaurant in St. Augustine-- a branch of one of the oldest restaurants in Florida, The Columbia. Because it started in Ybor City, it's primarily Cuban cooking, with some traditional Spanish overtones.
We both find it highly amusing that we'd end up at a Cuban food restaurant for our anniversary, but our favorite place closed down and every other sort of special occasion type of restaurant in town is either a big chain (Ruth's Chris, really?) or had, God help me, these boring pedestrian sorts of menus that suggested what everyone and their mother thinks of as hip, cutting edge cuisine. Smoked duck breast on every single menu. The steaks with a bernaise sauce. And there's been an alarmingly trendy influx of pommes frites. Because, you know, they can charge three times as much for French fries when they come out in French.
So, the Columbia it is.
{Barb}
OMG, that wedding video is made of AWESOME and I wanna rip it off if I ever get married. I'd use a different song, though.
Hi Bitches. It's Friday. I have a busy weekend ahead (essay writing, choreographing, roomie screening, photo taking, hermit boyfriend tending, etc) and I wanna get started NOW. Plskthxbye.
imagines smonster dancing down an aisle ... sigh ....
Fuck cancer! I just heard from a good friend from high school and her father has stage 4 throat cancer. Any ~ma that you can spare for him and his family, please.
AUGH-- Fuck cancer, indeed.
So much ~ma, sj.
Fuck cancer with a rusty chainsaw. I'm sorry, sj. Much ~ma to your friend's father.
Aw crud, sj. Much ~ma to your friend's father and the whole family.
~ma to sj's friend and her family.
Fay, did you get my insent yesterday? Not that you need to have *read* it now--I'm almost that big of a comment whore, but not quite; just don't want a technical problem.