I made ramen for dinner. I'm embarassed to say that. I usually cook better than that, but we're both sick, and ramen sounded good.
Giles ,'Get It Done'
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.
I wonder if cat stacking is, A. do-able on webtv; and, 2. like Tetris.
Link, anyone?
I wonder if cat stacking is, A. do-able on webtv; and, 2. like Tetris.
It's more like Dr. Robotnik's Mean Bean Machine.
Link, anyone?
I'm no enabler!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* for vw and Emily!
Bev, you're making me miss your Merc. My parents cars were always like that. I never seem to rack up those kinds of adhesions to my cars and I kind of miss it. I think your new car is a Tara. Stylish, yet sedate. Built for comfort, not for speed. You will, of course, choose an apropos name for her. But until you do, I shall think of her as Tara.
{{Lilty}} Bummer on the rejection. Still, it's much easier to take the rejection when your not counting on the position than when you are. I'm glad your current work is going well enough that it's only a minor "oh, well" to receive it. And, mail merge is something magical. Personally, I have no magic.
vw, you are a college student, fercryinoutloud. Ramen is The base of your food pyramid. Nothing to be embarassed about, and when one is sick, one should listen to one's appetite. If ramen is what your body was saying to make, no one else's opinion counts.
Beverly, you're making me all sniffly over your Buffy and your Merc. Darn it.
Heather, when I was in college, there was a three legged dog who was a wheel chaser. He hung out in (the next) town (over) and chased every car that went through the center. We were scared to death that one day we'd turn him into a two legged dog. I always wanted to find his owners and smack them.
My father adored dogs (more than either my mother or I ever thought of), but wouldn't let us get one, because of where we lived. There were leash laws, and our lot was small. He couldn't bear to see dogs tied up on a small lot. That thought was drilled into me so, I don't think I could bear to have a dog unless I lived in the country.
E: Those were too expensive. It's a tank top just lacy and froofy enough to give the illusion of Christine's underwear thing. We are wearing them out tonight.
Heh. Okay, I'm amused by that.
So is metaquote like COMM for LJ?
OK. This is going to be trouble. We're going to a nice place in Kennebunkport (not to eat- we can't afford that. We're just going to get a creme brulee and glass of wine at the bar). I had this white velvet skirt I was going to do with this little white lacy cami and pink cardigan. E. just dropped off a black satin cami with turqouise lace trim. I wanted to wear a skirt since I have new!boots, but I can't make anything work with this. It would look sweet ass with jeans, which probably wouldn't work at this restaurant, or a black skirt, which I can't find.
Or maybe I just had my heart set on filmy white.
t /Frivolous girly talk