Maybe your math sucked, Lisa.
er yeah... there could have been that. It often does.
That's disturbing. You're emotionally scarred and will end up badly.
Anya ,'Bring On The Night'
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.
lisah - Feb 08, 2005 10:53:05 am PST #9778 of 10002
Punishingly Intricate
Lee - Feb 08, 2005 11:20:07 am PST #9779 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Are we sure than it's not Monday?
For some reason, this morning I decided that Woman A's documents wanted to live with Man B's documents.
Now that the freakout over missing documents is over, I keep thinking
A) I hope we don't have a lot of little documents running around soon, and
B) Can I go home now?
It really feels like a Monday.
Stephanie - Feb 08, 2005 11:34:01 am PST #9780 of 10002
Trust my rage
amych, so sorry to hear about Tucker. The dogs and I are headed into the woods now and we will imagine she is with us.
Beverly - Feb 08, 2005 11:47:52 am PST #9781 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
amych, I'm so sorry to hear about your big dog. From her pictures she always looked like she had so much personality. It's a shame their lifespans are always too short.
Deena, I'm sure you're gone now, but are you okay? Things didn't sound so good when you posted earlier. Not bad, just maybe not as good as they could be. ~Ma to you, apply as needed.
Aimee, MM, Emeline, welcome home. I'm glad your trip was good, and I'm sorry for all the family tsuris. I'm sure all the relatives worshipped Her Highness as she deserves.
Nicole - Feb 08, 2005 11:51:26 am PST #9782 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
Today definitely feels like a Monday, Lee.
Rush assignment handed to me this morning. Very simple. Do one thing to column A and another to column B.
Guess what I did?
Aaaand I'm going back to fix column B now.
amych, sorry to hear about the passing of Tucker.
ChiKat - Feb 08, 2005 11:59:09 am PST #9783 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
There are pictures of me at elementary school birthday parties where I'm a head shorter than girls my age where we wound up the same height by 8th grade
And I'm the exact opposite. I was a head taller than girls my age in elementary school. But by 8th grade? Most were taller than me. I peaked at 5'3" in 7th grade and haven't grown (taller) since.
tommyrot - Feb 08, 2005 12:00:10 pm PST #9784 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.
I was still average height when I was in 7th grade. I had my huge growth spurt in 8th and 9th grade.
Ginger - Feb 08, 2005 12:04:31 pm PST #9785 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Sorry about Tucker, amych. I still miss my two big goofy dogs.
I was 5'6" and taller than everyone in the sixth grade. That was where I stopped, however. I was probably 20 before I really realized I wasn't tall.
SuziQ - Feb 08, 2005 12:06:22 pm PST #9786 of 10002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
K-Bug's boyfriend is 6"3" - I'm going to have to ask his mom if he was a tall toddler.
Both my kids are destined to be on the shorter side. Oh well. CJ is still fairly short for his age, though the height charts peg him in the 50 percentile - I just don't see it when I look at him compared to his classmates.
Deena - Feb 08, 2005 12:08:44 pm PST #9787 of 10002
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Deena, I'm sure you're gone now, but are you okay? Things didn't sound so good when you posted earlier. Not bad, just maybe not as good as they could be. ~Ma to you, apply as needed.
I was feeling a little overwhelmed. I have too much work to do. Much of it did not get done. Now I'm worse. Kara spit a sippy cup's worth of apple juice INTO the DVR while I was trying to kill the work that won't die. The DVR doesn't work now. It won't even boot up. I thought it was just on top at first, wiped it up, tilted it forward, and a goodly portion of apple juice ran out on my foot. She's upstairs... I was afraid I'd kill her if she stayed anywhere near me.
Dear god why did I think I wanted to be a parent?