Then get someone cheap to maintain.
The dream of everybody.
Take jobs as they come -- and we'll never be under the heel of nobody ever again. No matter how long the arm of the Alliance might get, we'll just get ourselves a little further.
Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
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.
Connie Neil - Mar 08, 2005 11:29:17 am PST #5183 of 10001
brillig
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?
Connie Neil - Mar 08, 2005 11:47:02 am PST #5190 of 10001
brillig
It's snowing and below freezing back in my hometown in Pennsylvania. Here in Utah, low 60s and sunny.
The droughstricken need water, dammit! This is what happened last year: March, supposedly the wettest month of the year, turns dry after an above-average wet winter, thereby making the snow pack melt too early without being augmented.
Bah.
Pix - Mar 08, 2005 11:48:10 am PST #5191 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
Guess what? No fracture. Just a strain. Woo hoo!
Two weeks without heels, I can handle. DCistas will see me even shorter than usual.
ETA: It's snow-icing here. My mailbox was frozen shut when I got home.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 08, 2005 11:48:33 am PST #5192 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
It's sleeting out here.
ION, I thought I loved my job but it turns out I was mistaken.