beathen has a new tag.
I'm a big girl. Just tell me.
Inara ,'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.
Polter-Cow - Mar 08, 2005 11:17:13 am PST #5180 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
SuziQ - Mar 08, 2005 11:21:30 am PST #5181 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Took K-bug to the orthopedist today. Her pinkie is broken, actually the bone chipped near the second knuckle. They splinted it and told her not to catch for 2 weeks. Such a relief after the drama of last year's break/casts/surgery.
Atropa - Mar 08, 2005 11:27:46 am PST #5182 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Lyra, the musical *resembles* the book. You don't have to read it to enjoy the soundtrack. In fact, I like the musical better than the book.
I sing it to Emeline
This. This fills me with glee.
Connie Neil - Mar 08, 2005 11:29:17 am PST #5183 of 10001
brillig
Then get someone cheap to maintain.
The dream of everybody.
Aims - Mar 08, 2005 11:30:59 am PST #5184 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
This. This fills me with glee.
I love it. And, I was singing it while I was in labor so it only fits.
Scrappy - Mar 08, 2005 11:34:33 am PST #5185 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Nice photo, Brenda! Pretty lady.
Aims - Mar 08, 2005 11:35:07 am PST #5186 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t waves shyly at Robin
DebetEsse - Mar 08, 2005 11:36:07 am PST #5187 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
And, someday, Emma will say "But, Mom, I don't like Cosette (Glinda, whoever). I wanna be (whatever part you like to sing)"
And then you will know that she has grown up.
Aims - Mar 08, 2005 11:37:34 am PST #5188 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t cries at the thought
Lee - Mar 08, 2005 11:46:57 am PST #5189 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Aimee, wanna go to Starbucks at 3:00?