I was given a piece of information recently that is going to drive me batshit crazy. It's positive info. It's just that it's too big to currently have in my brain, because my brain is currently occupied full to bursting with Girl Scout stuff and Shayara stuff Elayna-birthday stuff and impending-
docorion-visit stuff and, as I put it to
avivasedai over e-mail, any more Stuff = Batshit Crazy. A reference was made to the rubber room.
Me: Dude, I have been in the rubber room. With six-point restraints.
...
... y'know, it's a wonder I'm still kinky.
Me: Dude, I have been in the rubber room. With six-point restraints.
...
... y'know, it's a wonder I'm still kinky.
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people knew better than to put me near sockets of any nature with the knowledge i had. .
btw. . im gonna link you to a recent entry of mine Kat said to warn you that you might die of overcuteness
http://www.livejournal.com/users/enotnert/51492.html#cutid1
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i put my handle in my "return address" so you didnt get freaked out you were getting anthrax or something
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I want a kitten!
Adam will not let me have a kitten.
I pout mightily.
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ive got two without "homes" so far, hopefully karla will want one (she expressed some interest if her housemates agree) and if i have to make a trip to atlanta. . .
theyre all cute, im about to go back in and pet the mama cat while she's nursing, she moves one of them to my hands on occasion and lets me pet them, its cuteness in the highest degree
and there are photos in your package
i always send photos
2 from "french travels" and one that isnt on the internet yet, one i havent released, you got a copy, and beth aka
yeah we're all born marchtime
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i told you when i said id send you a package someone was born on saturday
i never mention whom, i try to keep it all secret and stuff
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*hugs*