Xander ,'End of Days'
[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.
Good health for Fay!
Is this what motherhood feels like?
Well, if your first response to getting shat upon was a placid, "poor little thing, let me clean her up" followed by, "eh, it's only clothes. I can change" then yes. Then again, I was only pooped upon by the kids when they were newborns, and even then only after nursing. By then my whole body was awash in oxycitocin.
health~ma for ya Fay!
Health~ma for Fay.
Job~ma for Jilli.
{[Jilli}}, but I to said == book promo time! best of luck.
{{Nora}} and I am also willing to make the calls -- things will work.
Fay ~~~ heath ma ~~~~
yay for good eyes !!!
yay for boyfriends
Yay for unexpected gift certificates!
yay for baby homecoming
I am procrastinating like mad...I had a horrible headache this morning, and slept in until my call with my manager at noon. And then I just...couldn't manage to get any work done. I have to write this report, and I just dont' know what to say for half of it (the visit doesn't REALLY fit into the report, but they decided they wanted it in the one kind of report instead of the other, blah blah blah).
So instead I...moved my couches around, to sweep under them, picked up my rug and took it outside to beat it, watched a lot of mindless TV, and am currently making brownies for dinner. Um.
Health-ma for Fay.
Health -ma, Fay!!
Tons of health~ma to you, Fay.
YAY for your good eyes report, Connie, and YAY for Erin having a boyfriend!
ION, Castle is love and grading is NOT.
Insomnia sucks.
Thanks, sj.
Jobma to Jilli and wide spectrum healthma to Fay. Healthma for javachik's dog.
Fie on Nora's essay reader. Nap on your own time!
Yay for good eyes, good boyfriends, and new babies. BT, that boy is adorable, and the pictures of all of you are lovely.
I hate posting just in beep me, but it seems like the time I have to post is bedtime...sleep or b.org... it's a quandary.
Quickie update on the state of me: Aidan probably has celiac. We've had to do the various samples for the doctor, and I'm dropping them off tomorrow. Kara is fine. Greg's a bit depressed, but managing. I'm chugging along okay. Miss hanging out in this thread every day. If I'd skim more, I'd probably have more time to post, but something catches my eye, I go back three screens to see what I missed, catch up, and I'm out of time, but I send the ~ma like crazy.