More party notes: You can call me Posty MacSpamson.

[featherynscale]

Pardon me while I spam your flist. I do apologize, and the reason why I apologize is that I am from the Southern U.S., where apology is beaten into you from an early age.

I try to escape the conditioning, and to a certain extent, I have, but sometimes it surfaces in odd situations. Like Star parties. So things happen like this: A lovely boy I do not know wanders by me. All over the room, people are drinking and having a good time. Many people are randomly kissing or petting people who do not belong to them. And I, I see a lovely boy I do not know, and I think to myself, "Self, I would like to pet that boy extensively, and perhaps chew on him." And I reply, "But, I don't know him! He might not want to be petted and whatnot. It might be rude!" Never mind that it's totally that kind of party. Failure to adapt to my surroundings for the probable loss. It worked out well in the end, though, since he was the boy I mentioned in the previous post who sat down in front of me and demanded to be petted. The Skewed Southern Conditioning apparently decided that was a strong enough declaration of interest.

Also, if anyone can get me the recipe for the almond-caramel thing on the press-crust, I would be willing to trade negotiated servitude. I think I could come close without a recipe, but since it was simply perfect as it was, I hate to try and fall.

Comments

[rougewench.livejournal.com]

The almond-caramel thing is referred to as "crack" by the person who makes it bountifulpots. She would be the one from which you might obtain the recipe.


D.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I will certainly prostrate myself at her feet (metaphorically, at least) when she gets back.

[closer-to-fine.livejournal.com]

The Almond Honey Crack of Doom was courtesy of bountifulpots, a.k.a. Robin Slicer, who just left today for the Michigan Womyn's Festival. She should be back next week- I would advise petitioning her then.

And they looked good in the pirate bikini. Really good. I apologize for the multiple honkings, but a more thorough groping opportunity just didn't present itself. :)

heh

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

Someone else's comment about the bikini was "So she lost the bet... that means the rest of us win, right?"

[lordkalkin.livejournal.com]

Ok, you're Posty MacSpamson ;)

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

You're a helpful fellow, you know that? :-P

[starwyse.livejournal.com]

It's in the Intercourses cookbook, which I own...Almond Delight :)

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Of course it is, and of course you do :)
It was full of fabulous.

[starwyse.livejournal.com]

you want to borrow the cookbook?

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Oh, that would be lovely.

[starwyse.livejournal.com]

We will work that out, soonish.

[ysabel.livejournal.com]

For future reference, I would enjoy being petted, immensly. In my opinion, it would be inutterably rude not to pet me next time we meet, should you be interested.

*grin*

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Good to know. I just hate to, you know, *bother* people.

[celticwhistlin.livejournal.com]

You are welcome to *bother* me anytime. :-)

On petting...

[niveus-tigris.livejournal.com]

There was a great deal of wholly gratuitous petting and blissing out going on. I wore velvet and silk so as to soak up as much of it as possible. There really was no disappointment or lack of petting (especially on the part of featherynscale) so I believe that if you need petted, she is the right kitty friendly person to ask!

Re: On petting...

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Hee. Everybody loves a good reference. :-)