I will have to admit that there is still schmoopiness going on, I'm just better at keeping it somewhat contained.
Damn! I don't like the containment. I like to hear about Teh Schmoop! Well, your schmoop. Bitch Schmoop.
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I will have to admit that there is still schmoopiness going on, I'm just better at keeping it somewhat contained.
Damn! I don't like the containment. I like to hear about Teh Schmoop! Well, your schmoop. Bitch Schmoop.
mall-ma to my fellow Bitch and "hometown" girl. (Can you believe HBO hasn't decided yet? But no is always shorter than yes, so, it's all in the game. And no, still not sending HBO candy cellphones. Not. Not.)ETA: Funny. Well, yeah, but it's still odd being in a one-Buffista town. Meanwhile, part of my heart belongs to Bodymore.
thanks for sharing the review, lisah! It was great to read.
I like to hear about Teh Schmoop!
Me too!! Makes me hopeful that I may someday have some schmoop of my own again. Plus I just like to hear about people being happy.
Can you believe HBO hasn't decided yet?
I know! I thought they were supposed to decide a couple of weeks ago. I wonder what they're waiting for?
(I think our laws are actually consumer-protective, and it costs the insurers "too much" to insure here. But screw them. No offense actuaries, but when the revolution comes, the insurance companies are the first I'm putting up against the wall).
Now, now, Cindy. You're biting the hand that feeds Owen. ;)
I'm so tired. O was up of and on between 4 and 6 and we had to be out of the house by 9:30 for class. Got to sign language on time. It was AWESOME! I can't wait to start working with the baby on this.
This was the first time Owen has ever been in a room full of babies (there were about 15). He loved it. He laughed and babbled and crawled towards them. He is one of the oldest babies in the class and he's definitely the largest one. He looked like Godzilla descending on Tokyo.
He kept doing his howler monkey impression and making everyone laugh. Great. He's already the class clown.
By day this thirtysomething woman works for a software company, and onstage she has enough energy stored up to pick up her pompoms and lead SCS’s audience in a cheer to get the party started.
You are totally holding out on us about the cheerleader pictures!
Great article, Lisa!
Erika has a new tag.
Nora, I've been having this terrible, completely irrational feeling that you guy you knew who killed himself is a friend I've lost touch with who lives up there. (He talked about suicide sometimes when we were close and has a family history of it so it's not totally random.) Did the guy you know have a little boy by any chance?
(and I guess what I should really do is make more of an effort to get in touch with him. He was one of my best friends in grad school but we had a kind of complicated relationship and stopped communicating a year or so he moved back to Mass.)