Besides, as has been proven, if you pull up Jilli's petticoat, all you see is more petticoat!
This is true. We have the pictures to prove it.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Besides, as has been proven, if you pull up Jilli's petticoat, all you see is more petticoat!
This is true. We have the pictures to prove it.
Welcome RyanTea! What a wonderful birth announcement, Billytea.
Welcome to the world, Ryan!
OMG! Welcome, BabyTea!
The T has produced a lower case.
Hello, Ryan! Welcome!
Oh, and Hil, I'm sorry.
Welcome babyt!!!!!
Anthropology paper offer coming on better than I expected. Also, I somehow managed to step on the dog's pow. Poor thing screamed in pain, and I pet and comforted him for a few minutes, keep apologizing. Next time I got up, I moved. I'm usually the one who's moving around him, but this time, I didn't see he's sitting next to me. I still feel a little bit bad about it.
Writing some things, then getting dressed and go to the post office, then welcoming sister back home. Yay.
I often get patted on the head.
Isn't this just horrific? I have found the solution. I wheel around with a perpetual look of "I am going to kill someone. It could be you" on my face. And also run over people's ankles occasionally.
Hil, really sorry to hear about the death of your family friend. That's tragic.
Shir, what's the anthropology paper about? I'm still doing frakking research methods. I really want to start work on the other one, but this is due first. Grr, argh, etc.
Babies! Woo!
OK, paper time. Possibly after some tea and oaty cheerios.