I AM almost ready for the day. Almost.
Guilty, but not for decades.
Have you ever purchased and consumed legal recreational marijuana, in Colorado or anywhere else?
An elegant and sophisticated writer, IMHO. I think she has a particularly apt avatar.
Whoa. Since Adi is clearly on a roll here, I suppose I'll get in the line to be dominated, and hope that she's exhausted when my turn comes around. Or not.
Guilty
HYE asked your sexual partner to do something that a different sexual partner had done with you?
Um... You put laundry detergent in the washer with the clothes, then you run it. "Normal" is a good cycle to choose.
And then, after it buzzes or something to tell you it's done, you take out the clothes and put them on a drying rack.
If the drying rack is full, you can hang the shirts on the shower rod (on plastic or wood hangers, never wire) and put the rest in the dryer.
When the dryer buzzes or something, your clothes will look better if you take them out right away, unless you just take them out and put them in a pile on your bed.
Or you can take everything in a big bucket to the nice people at the laundromat and pay them to wash, dry, and fold it all for you.
Or you can take everything to your mom's house and wait for magic to happen.
Or you can wear your clothes until some are dirtier than the others, then you put on the relatively clean ones until they're relatively dirty, and then you switch. You can do this for a while. Then you should burn everything.
I AM done. Toast. Used up.
I AM extremely happy that the reason my primary computer failed to start was not that it had died, but rather that it was choking and overheating on eleventy-leven pounds of dust, dirt, and grime.
Once I took some napalm and Lestoil to it, it started up fine. Runs 20° C cooler, too.
Guilty, sorry to say. It didn't work out.
HYE lost your car?
No, no, you were sexiest yesterday.
Today it's me!
Actually, it's always me.