Congratulations, -t. Another Buffista baby!
Saffron: You're a good man. Mal: You clearly haven't been talking to anyone else on this boat.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ginger - Jan 11, 2005 5:51:59 am PST #3031 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Tom Scola - Jan 11, 2005 5:52:52 am PST #3032 of 10002
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Yay, for -t!
I'm a little creeped out by Steph now, though.
Cashmere - Jan 11, 2005 5:54:20 am PST #3033 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
My twin sister and I took the SAT in 7th grade, too. I still remember the weird looks we got from the high school kids when we walked into the exam room. Although, I bet there are fewer weird looks nowadays.
DH dies bloody. He and O fell asleep at 8:30 last night. I used the next few hours to indulge in some premium X-Box time playing a new game (something I NEVER get to do anymore). I went to bed at midnight, but Owen woke up at 2:45. I got up with him and managed to get him back to sleep after 20 minutes and crawled back into bed. Owen stuck to his usual wake up time of 6:00 a.m. So I (mostly due to my own over-indulgence) I ended up with two blocks of sleep that were less than 3 hours. Not conducive to remaining coherent all day.
No problem. Owen's a champion napper and we'll make up for it with an hour and a half nap this morning. O dropped off promptly at 8:30 a.m. After I scramble around shutting off the lights, tv and letting the dogs out so they don't disturb us, I get to sleep around 8:45 a.m.
I am in the middle of the deepest sleep when I hear DH softly calling from the hallway. "I didn't want you to be startled. I forgot something for work." He came in and kissed me (how sweet). I could barely open my eyes to acknowledge his presence. I wouldn't have known he'd been in the house had he not called out. Of course Owen heard him. As soon as DH's feet left the bottom stair, O started crying. I looked at the clock. 9:15.
DH went back to work and I'm stuck here bleary-eyed with a wide-awake baby.
Cashmere - Jan 11, 2005 5:55:23 am PST #3034 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
Congratulations, -t!!!!
Steph L. - Jan 11, 2005 5:56:17 am PST #3035 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
YAY, -t!!!!
I'm a little creeped out by Steph now, though.
Wait, why?
(I mean, I can think of lots of reasons -- but really, the body buried in the backyard had NOTHING to do with me -- but what's your reason, Tom?)
Tom Scola - Jan 11, 2005 5:56:57 am PST #3036 of 10002
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Your dream was prophetic.
Lilty Cash - Jan 11, 2005 5:57:51 am PST #3037 of 10002
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
-t!!!! Congratulations!!
Wow, another one. The army grows!
Excellent.
t /Mr. Burns.
ETA: Oh yeah, Steph, the dream! -t, did you suspect it at all at that point and get all weirded out? (Even if the dream was about JZ.)
Steph L. - Jan 11, 2005 5:58:01 am PST #3038 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Your dream was prophetic.
Oh, holy crap! That's right!
Dial 1-900-PSYCHIC-STEPH. $8.99 for the first minute, $13.99 for every minute thereafter.
Nicole - Jan 11, 2005 5:58:24 am PST #3039 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
Congrats, -t!! Woot!
-t - Jan 11, 2005 5:59:07 am PST #3040 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Except that I am not JZ.