Willow: Were there dolphins? Tara: Yes. Many dolphins at the pound. Willow: Was there a camel? Tara: There was the front of a camel. A half-camel.

'Selfless'


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 24, 2005 3:07:40 pm PST #7012 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Yay, Hil!

Hurray for home ownership, Burrell!

For a day I fully expected to be from hell after Annabel screwed with The Schedule by waking up at 5:45 and not going back to sleep until 7:00, when I normally wake up (she usually wakes up around 8:30), today has been surprisingly OK. Even though I slept till 9:00 and didn't shower till noon, I did stuff. I got confirmation letters out to the two agents who've verbally/electronically committed to our conference, sent an email to an editor who told one of our chapter's authors that she could probably come, and sent a letter to a certain major romance publisher that gets so many requests for these things that they appoint a conference coordinator and make everyone go through her.

I also traded emails with the ongoing freelance client and did my normal Monday errands--basically a post office-copy store-library run. And I've still got a little time left before writers group at 6:30, which I think I'll use to straighten and vacuum the living room so I feel like it's Annabel-safe again. I've been making the poor kid live in the playpen and exersaucer all day, but she's been pretty patient about it.


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:09:07 pm PST #7013 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Damn. My walking range is only 500 miles; under the right circumstances, 500 more.

Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles?


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:09:49 pm PST #7014 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Welcome to the home ownershop club, Burrell!


§ ita § - Jan 24, 2005 3:13:23 pm PST #7015 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

here she goes attributing beastial *acts* to Aragorn

The horse kissed him! I'm just extrapolating here.


Cashmere - Jan 24, 2005 3:30:03 pm PST #7016 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles?

Thanks for that Proclaimers earworm there, Daniel.


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:40:56 pm PST #7017 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

t Tips his hat.


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:42:14 pm PST #7018 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Did cat stacking craze start here or in Natter?


Cashmere - Jan 24, 2005 3:44:17 pm PST #7019 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Did cat stacking craze start here or in Natter?

Does it matter?? The crack cats are now everywhere!!!


Ginger - Jan 24, 2005 3:49:22 pm PST #7020 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Yay, Hil! Yay, Hil! Yay, Hil!


meara - Jan 24, 2005 4:05:08 pm PST #7021 of 10002

OK, I have string cheese, tuna, low-carb Pria bars, nuts, and an apple, to eat on the plane tomorrow.

Aww! So sorry about the house, Nora!!

This is why I have chapstick (or some other non-burny lip balm) stashed every place I could possibly need it.

This is what I keep doing, and yet I STILL keep losing it!! I had one in my coat, in an inner pocket, and it just disappeared!!

Dude! More snow!

Yeah, I was kinda bitter--I was sitting in my boss' office, and looking past her out the window going "Um, is it supposed to snow more?" And she says "Oh, I think it said there would be flurries...". And it was NOT flurries. It was SNOW.

I am just going to hum lalalalalalaaaaa until the horse porn leaves my brain.

LALALALALALALA! LALALALAL! t holds hands over ears, rocks back and forth

What am I going to forget to pack? I am going first to the UK, and then straight to Miami. I know I'm going to forget something. What?