Askye, sorry about the evil computer and help desk. I've been trying to make mine talk to another computer, but it's apparently shy.
Buffy. When I saw you stop the world from, you know, ending, I just assumed that was a big week for you. Turns out I suddenly find myself needing to know the plural of 'apocalypse.'
Riley ,'Potential'
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.
Ginger - Feb 11, 2005 6:27:29 pm PST #596 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
DCJensen - Feb 11, 2005 6:46:32 pm PST #597 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Askye, sorry about the evil computer and help desk. I've been trying to make mine talk to another computer, but it's apparently shy.
I'm behind in Buffistechnology, have you posted your prob in there?
Polter-Cow - Feb 11, 2005 7:02:39 pm PST #598 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Happy birthday, Kristin! Happy birthday, Maria!
Beverly - Feb 11, 2005 8:49:50 pm PST #599 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Is it still yesterday where you are, -t? Happy Birthday! Or Happy Birthday plus one day if it's already tomorrow. And Birthday Happies to sorellas Kristin and Maria!
Computer-ma galore to askye.
beth b - Feb 11, 2005 9:03:35 pm PST #600 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
happy birthday -t, Kristin and Maria
Lee - Feb 11, 2005 9:06:54 pm PST #601 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday -t, Kristin and Maria!
Lysana - Feb 11, 2005 9:22:53 pm PST #602 of 10001
Hellbound Equal-Opportunity Nookie Hog
Happy birthday to -t, Kristin and Maria!
MY WORLD IS A CROTCH!
Dude? A Scottish accent from an Indian mouth will break the strongest brain.
Cashmere - Feb 11, 2005 10:37:28 pm PST #603 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
2 a.m. vomiting baby.
2 sheet changes, including mattress pad.
2 sleeper changes.
2 shirt changes for Mommy.
Baby sleeping. Mommy, NSM.
No articles or pronouns.
Lee - Feb 11, 2005 10:40:34 pm PST #604 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
{{{Cashmere}}}
Cashmere - Feb 11, 2005 10:42:03 pm PST #605 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Thanks, Lee. I'm actually ok. Owen is a bit worse for wear. He's so exhausted. I hate the feeling of holding that tiny heaving body. No fever, though, which is good. I'm up washing the sheets now.