Goodness, SailAweigh. I'm picturing such a wee steampunk existence for the ants in your car. All hot and noisy, with death one wire away.
I want someone to make an animated film about this.
Anya: We should drop a piano on her. It always works for that creepy cartoon rabbit when he's running from that nice man with the speech impediment. Giles: Yes, or perhaps we could paint a convincing fake tunnel on the side of a mountain.
'Touched'
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.
Calli - Mar 02, 2005 7:52:01 am PST #4026 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
SailAweigh - Mar 02, 2005 7:54:32 am PST #4027 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I know! I'd never had ants get in a car before. It was the strangest thing. And I had no idea how to get rid of them, but they seemed to find their own method of mass destruction so I just left them to it.
brenda m - Mar 02, 2005 7:55:47 am PST #4028 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I've never had ants in my car. Once I had just started to drive to work and a cat popped up from inside the hatchback.
Ginger - Mar 02, 2005 7:58:11 am PST #4029 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I know a car radio that nuked an ant, then crackled and popped 'til service was scant
I don't know why it nuked the ant
Perhaps I can't.
(I know. I probably need drugs.)
Steph L. - Mar 02, 2005 7:59:22 am PST #4030 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I have a headache and I think hotmail ate all my saved e-mail (which goes back about 4 or 5 years).
I would really like to go back to bed.
Cashmere - Mar 02, 2005 8:00:25 am PST #4031 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
That happened to me, teppy. The fuckers.
Steph L. - Mar 02, 2005 8:01:54 am PST #4032 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
That happened to me, teppy. The fuckers.
Recently?
Cashmere - Mar 02, 2005 8:07:56 am PST #4033 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
a couple of months back. After I switched to gmail, I didn't realize if I didn't log onto Hotmail every 30 days, they'd wipe out my inbox. They wiped it out completely.
Steph L. - Mar 02, 2005 8:10:24 am PST #4034 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
a couple of months back. After I switched to gmail, I didn't realize if I didn't log onto Hotmail every 30 days, they'd wipe out my inbox. They wiped it out completely.
Hmm. Hotmail is my primary e-mail. I check it, like, 100 times a day.
My inbox still has messages, as does Trash and Sent Messages -- those are the default Hotmail folders. The ones I seem to have lost are messages in custom folders I made to organize my messages -- one for freelancing, one for the tiara exchange, one for my writing class, etc.
The folders are still there, but all the messages in them are gone.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 02, 2005 8:10:45 am PST #4035 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
seekrit message for Deena:
Thanks for your email! My brain finally recognized what my eyes were seeing correctly and the problem is solved.
And, you rock!!
Man, people are so nice to me. I am a bit stunned, as I feel like I've just been a awful lazy petulant brat lately here and in the Real World. I'm still embarassed about my whining and whinging in Natter yesterday.
Signed,
I still quiz my husband as to why he loves me.