cereal...what's a four-legged flight? All pets, or something else?
Giles: Helping out with the dishes makes me feel useful. Dawn: Wanna clean out the garage with us
Saturday? You could feel indispensable.
'Dirty Girls'
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.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 25, 2005 5:18:45 am PST #7085 of 10002
What is even happening?
Nora Deirdre - Jan 25, 2005 5:19:51 am PST #7086 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I think it means she'd have to change planes three times, being on 4 flights altogether.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 25, 2005 5:20:59 am PST #7087 of 10002
What is even happening?
Oh, that's worse than all pets.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 25, 2005 5:21:15 am PST #7088 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
cereal to add: though I did get a mental picture of Emily riding on the back of The Luggage (from Pratchett's Discworld). That's more than 4 legs though. But still, it popped into my head.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 25, 2005 5:22:23 am PST #7089 of 10002
What is even happening?
ducks, so the reference can sail smoothly overhead
juliana - Jan 25, 2005 5:26:28 am PST #7090 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Nora Deirdre - Jan 25, 2005 5:36:31 am PST #7091 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I am reading Interesting Times right now, so it's fresh in my head.
Sorry, Cindy!
beth b - Jan 25, 2005 5:46:30 am PST #7092 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I am going to walk to coffe and breakfast. This means finding clothes and putting them on.
Polter-Cow - Jan 25, 2005 5:46:40 am PST #7093 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
My very first article has just been published. There are a couple final edits that piss me off in their utter ridiculousness, but for the most part, I guess it's a good story.
Next Tuesday, I should have another one out. But today, today is the first. It's not the first time I've ever been published; I've been in school literary magazines many times. It's been a while, though.
Page 5, the science page, and there are (for the most part) my words, the words I've been seeing on Microsoft Word for the past two weeks, in print. There's even a border around them. And my name in bold.
Somewhere on campus, there are five people who actually care about science. Two of them read the Daily. One will only have the time to read the flashy article on hydrogen fuel cells. The other, whose name might be Penelope Clearwater, from Bodega Bay, California, will read my words and learn something, having witnessed the beginning of a career.
tommyrot - Jan 25, 2005 5:52:34 am PST #7094 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Yay PC!