Like any of that's enough to fight the Dark Master. Bator.

Xander ,'Lessons'


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.


Susan W. - Jan 11, 2005 6:34:14 am PST #3063 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Congrats, -t!

Laura, tell him he needs to learn to write well because it'll improve his vocabulary and make him more articulate for when he becomes an ESPN analyst after his NBA career is over.

Wow, a lot of people here took the SAT in 7th grade. I did, too, and got a Strunk & White book out of it. Between 7th grade and 11th grade I improved my math score by over 200 and my verbal by about 50. However, my verbal was still higher than my math, which apparently makes me something of a freak.

Teppy, dream me a book contract, OK? Or, dream one for somebody, and maybe it'll get to me. Thanks!


Daisy Jane - Jan 11, 2005 6:34:56 am PST #3064 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Neat -t! Congratulations!

I got really good scores on SAT (I remember taking something, probably SAT in 7th and being invited to Rice) and got an invite to MENSA along with a National Merit Scholarship (or was that for the PSAT?) All I rembember is that it was the first time I'd ever been called to the principal's office, and I was freaked out.


-t - Jan 11, 2005 6:35:15 am PST #3065 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Hmm. In the Dreaming, I am someone else.

Thank you all for teh congratulationses and well-wishes. It makes it more real to be able to tell people. I knew I could count on the invisible people that live inside the computer.


Lilty Cash - Jan 11, 2005 6:35:24 am PST #3066 of 10002
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

-t, you can become my business partner. Then the Tee-let can go to college where ever s/he wants to!


Deena - Jan 11, 2005 6:36:20 am PST #3067 of 10002
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Ooh yay, Laura snuggles! That makes it all worth it.

Connie, I have a couple of recipes for bath bombs and some decent supply sites on the web I could send you if you want.


Ginger - Jan 11, 2005 6:37:03 am PST #3068 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Deena has apparently not made enough sacrifices to the god of heat.

I can't seem to wake up, and I'm still struggling with the article that I said would be done yesterday.

Instead of instant breakfast coffee creamer, what I want is People Chow. It would offer balanced nutrition and vitamins, be crunchy and come in individual meal packages that are easy to take with you. I'd like it to come in nacho cheese flavor, please.


-t - Jan 11, 2005 6:38:14 am PST #3069 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Excellent plan, Lilty. Just let me know when the money starts rolling in.


Deena - Jan 11, 2005 6:38:39 am PST #3070 of 10002
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Oh yeah, people chow would be great. I'd want it in a brains flavor so I could throw a pack to the babies when they come after me like apocalyptic zombies.


Laura - Jan 11, 2005 6:39:23 am PST #3071 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

His Verbal was 540 and Math 530. There was probably math he has never even seen. He has a crazy vocabulary. When they handed out the 100 words at the beginning of the term in his gifted language class he sat down without a dictionary and did the definitions for all but one. Draggled was the offending word.

He devours books. I got him a couple written by NBA coaches recently figuring that between the sports stories would be some sound advice. He just won't write. He can be bribed at least and for this I am grateful.


P.M. Marc - Jan 11, 2005 6:39:54 am PST #3072 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Gah. It's cold enough for our ancient furnace to shut itself off. I rebooted it once already, but I think that didn't take. Now I am going to have to uncurl myself from my happy little ball and go down and press the reset button again.

Damn, I wish we could afford to replace it.

I took the SAT in 7th grade, the start of my string of maxing out the TSWE. Sadly, however, I fell asleep during the actual test portion.

My verbal was higher than my math. Of course, I had the highest verbal score for my high school that year, and the only way my math could have been higher was to score perfectly on the math portion.

If I wasn't such a lazy fuck, I suppose I could have prepped for the test instead of just showing up and paying the late entry fee to take it.