Wow, I really didn't know that, bt. (Is it shallow that it's less cool because vultures aren't so beautiful?)
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.
Ah well. Slut!
billytea. New tag.
Me. Gronk.
Gronklies.
I'm tired. It's cold out. I just washed my hair, and don't feel like drying it. I have to leave for class in about 15 minutes. I'm still in my pajamas. There may be some logical sequence to these sentences, or maybe not.
It's Friday, right? They can't be faking me out about that?
Ah, billytea has read "Monstrous Regiment"! Not one of Pratchett's most well-organized works, to my mind, but you can tell the guy is pissed about various wars going on in the world.
Timelies! Can this have been the last snowstorm of the year? Because we are running out of places to put it.
Last night I did have friends pick me up in a snowplow to go to the bar, though. That was good times.
My trip home was delayed because of a suicide.
That's not good.
Also, timelies. And Frank, I'm pretty sure it is Friday, but they might have stuck another weekday in there just to spite us.
How much did you get, Lilty? I heard Southern Coastal Maine was going to get pummelled this time (Salem got more than Boston, again, but still only - ha! ONLY? - around 3-4").
At first they said 1 to 2 feet. Then yesterday morning they took it back and said 3 inches. I think it's at about a foot or so now, and it's the really wet, heavy stuff.