Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
[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.
Ugh, just say no!!!!! imagine all the hideous links he will post.
Home now, stabbiness is much subsided. also, leaving the ac running at full tilt boogie is paying off. my apartments is downright balmy, i'd say it's no more than 94 in here which is a great improvement over outside. Cats are attacking each other and not panting. Yay!!!! I am even hungry, which never happens when i'm melting from heat.
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thanks! I'm trying to decide if I want to go shorter in front.I think it looks pretty steamy as is. No reason to ruin a good thing.
Hey, I just didn't-friend a guy I roomed with in college (shared housing) who used to say that he could identify Jews because of the way they smell. He might've changed; a McCain/Palin supporter is Now.
You know, every so often I wish I was a smoking hot transvestite...because something like the Haunted Mansion Gym might actually get me to work out. [link]
Cute hair, Laga!
We have a new TV and are stocked up on beer and wine! Both were motivated by tax increases that begin August 1st.
Hey, I just didn't-friend a guy I roomed with in college (shared housing) who used to say that he could identify Jews because of the way they smell. He might've changed; a McCain/Palin supporter is Now.
I just didn't friend a guy who attempted to stab his parents our senior year--and who also had one of my best friends on a to-be-killed list.
That seems like a reasonable line to draw, Cash.
I just has sweet corn and tomato sammiches for dinner. Man I love farmers' markets.
Back on that list of "things to do before I die"--I may get to learn how to drive stick! (And no, I don't mean that in a dirty way) Have been talking of the possibility of a Labor Day weekend roadtrip with new friends, one of whom just got a new (diesel, so good gas mileage) car. Of course, it's a stickshift. And I was like "Oh...um..." and she was like "No problem, I'll teach you!"
My mom learned how to drive stick shift over the telephone.
In fact, that's how she learned to drive, as it was her first time.
"First, draw an H..."
My sister advised me to read the instruction manual for my dad's old work car and then practice driving up and down the driveway. This was after the old man died. Before he died, he had forbade my sister to teach me how to drive stick on her car. So I went out to the car, sat there reading the manual, started up the car, and promptly backed out onto the neighbor's lawn. Mr. Kirsch came out, said, "Andi, what the hell are you doing?" So I apologized, and explained that I was trying to teach myself how to drive stick, he said, "Scoot over, I'll show you." Which we did. He drove once around the block, explaining everything he was doing, and asked if I needed him to sit with me while I tried it for myself.
I said no. In retrospect, it might have been easier on me if I had taken him up on his offer. But the one time I got really stuck, luckily a 15 year old boy came along and coached me through it.
Eventually I managed to get it down pat. And then for a few years any time there was something difficult that I had to learn (calculus for instance), I would say to myself, "I taught myself how to drive stick, I can master this."
Last night, we bought a fuzzy white hat with a chin strap that has little BEAR EARS!!!! OMGWTFADORABLENESS!
That makes my ovaries ache! Too, too cute! Also, I adore the ultrasound pics - so clear (what a relief, cuz I often feel like I'm congratulating expectant parents on their cute little smudges) - what a precious little guy you've got in there, GC!
Laga, great hair cut! It's definitely you.
I second Askye's move to Vermont and will toss in my moving services plus ___________ . Best wishes to all the hive.