Plus you could hide the pipe behind the baby and say, "Who, me, officer? I'm just a harmless mother with an adorable child."
That could work.
I like the way the walls go out. Gives you an open feeling. Firefly is a good design. People don't appreciate the substance of things. Objects in space. People miss out on what's solid.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[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.
Cashmere - Feb 15, 2005 7:59:45 pm PST #1319 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Lilty Cash - Feb 15, 2005 9:46:08 pm PST #1320 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Bah! I just got home from work, and would love to go to sleep. Unfortunatly, I drank FAR too much coffee/Mountain Dew/Diet Coke to keep me bouncy for my workers, and am all kinds of shaking now. Mebbe a NyQuil.
Lee - Feb 15, 2005 9:54:47 pm PST #1321 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Or you could stay and play with us!
Lilty Cash - Feb 15, 2005 9:59:25 pm PST #1322 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Yeah, it'll take a few minutes for the drugs to kick in, anyway. (No Nyquil, but something blue I'm certain is a Nytol or something.)
How was your day, Lee?
Lilty Cash - Feb 15, 2005 10:08:34 pm PST #1323 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Holy SHIT! So, I just bring the computer in my room, and obviously, Cat had pushed the door open sometime tonight, because Captain Jack's bowl was turned over onto its side, and water was all over. (The noise must have scared her off, though, because, while I've found stuff near his bowl knocked onto the floor before, she's never actually gotten to him.)
So, bowl is on its side with just about no water left, just little bits between the marbles in the bottom, and Jack is still there (this is how I figure she got scared off) but he's all still with Xs for eyes and shit. Dead. Dead dead dead. And so I dump my water glass in there, all panicky, because I'm all juiced on caffeine.
THE FUCKER STARTS SWIMMING.
Lee - Feb 15, 2005 10:08:38 pm PST #1324 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
brain hurty, actually. Yours?
eta: Go Captain Jack!
Lilty Cash - Feb 15, 2005 10:15:23 pm PST #1325 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
brain hurty, actually. Yours?
Ick. The same. I don't wanna be Visual Director anymore. I want the Personnel job. Personnel's never got to stay till 2 am setting up props.
t /Whiny and hopped up
Why can't people realize that our brains, while spicy, function better when less than five people are asking them questions at a time? Then, set us on chaise lounges and feed us bon bons?
Lee - Feb 15, 2005 10:16:41 pm PST #1326 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I don't know, Lilty. I wish I did.
Lilty Cash - Feb 15, 2005 10:17:20 pm PST #1327 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
(((Lee)))
Lilty Cash - Feb 15, 2005 10:30:20 pm PST #1328 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Ima lie down in case the drugs decide to work. I don't want to miss a window. May tommorrow be better!!!
Shakes tiny fist at world that hurts friends' brains.