Hey... uh... Mel... you've got... umm... oatmeal on your... uh... shirt.
just thought you'd like to know [smooch]
AGAIN?! See, this is why you're my friend. You'd be like "I'd love to talk to you, but you've got this big glop of smething on you." And then I'd fix it and we'd move on. But I had breakfast an HOUR ago. How long has that thing been sitting there? *sigh*
Um hi. you don't know me but i stalk your journal like omg.
i have a thing for red headed babes in corsets.
can i lick your neck?
OMG NO! I don't know you! How dare you be all with the stalking, I am all offended.
warm me up mellies
*strokes u w/ icy paw*
I'd do that shoulder-rub thing that my mom always did.. as if it EVER worked. I think it was more the mom mojo that worked.
*makes you tea*
*tucks the quilt around you*
*licks your mood icon*
You be careful, you know he likes that. Tease. ;)
How you feelin'?
Dood- what's up with the oatmeal on your shirt?
yay for the exercise you are being so good.... I am maintaining.
Candy Corn... mmmmmmmmmmmmm Thank God it only really comes out big once a year otherwise I'd be as big as a house and have major sugar problems. Chelsea can't stand it, says its tastes like wax(I don't even want to know how she knows waht wax tastes like)
and... I've an idea- move to FLA with Kiltie and I and you won't have to go over the bridge, shoot, I'll even let you bring matt...:)
I scrubbed it all off. Which means now I have this big wet spot on my shirt. I can't win for losing. :)
I love when they give you mixes of candy corn with the big orange pumpkins in there too. God that's such a weakness. I'll take Chelsea's share.
*packs omg* I'd be the bestest little house elf. I do beds and windows and I take the trash out. :D
I'm not feeling great today, so how about I say yes to food court tentatively, reserving the right to go home and go to bed without dinner if I continue to feel like crap.
Sounds like a good plan to me. ALong that same vein.. if it turns out that the traffic is as bad as last time.. and it turns into like 6:15 and you're not off NY Ave .. and you want to just go home? Call and leave me voicemail and I'll understand completely and send you virtual chicken soup. :)
That is some bad bridge news - boo! You guys need a ferry. :)
Did someone say.... ferry?
The Wolfe Island Ferry
Is a very nice ferry,
It's a very nice ferry
It's the Wolfe Island Ferry!
It could have been worse Melly. You could have been eating Capn' Crunch with Crunchberries and had blue lips and tongue, etc. etc. and so on and so forth. And then they would have been thinking "call 911 or call her a smurf? wot a dilemma!"
If y'all are going to FL, I'm coming to visit. I shall stand outside the gates of DisneyWorld shrieking "Sanctuary! Sanctuary!" until they let me in.
I am entirely too self-satisfied today Melly. Therefore, Imma shutup now. buhbye.
Why must you shame me with the blue lip incident? *blushes* At least that time I totally warned people.. and I KNEW about it.. this one I was like bopping along and then suddenly "Oh my, I have a metric buttload of oatmeal on my left tit. Huh."
No shutting up! Entertain me omg!
Do you have any time this afternoon for a sailor meeting? Not necessarily chat, but I was going to make a post. I MISS MY SAILORS WAAHHH.
I sure do. Post away and we'll get going. I think the only open thing is waiting for me..
Oh, hi. I think I'm likely one of the new friends you mentioned. I actually did come for the fic, so if you wouldn't mind, um, filtering me (?), that would be lovely.
Not that I'm bored with the food talk or anything, but I never say no to fic :)
Well, I didn't come for the fic, but I'll stay for it, if you don't mind adding me to the filter. *eyes you*
And voila. You're on it.
Actually, I just assumed you'd want to be based on your interests and our mutual friends, so you've been on it since yesterday morning. :)
I like the fic (and other stuff too - you entertain the hell out of me!) and I'd love to be able to read more of your writing. I'd be thrilled if you filtered me in. :)