I just ate too many Girl Scout cookies, and I liked it.
Simon: The decision saved your life. Zoe: Won't happen again, sir. Mal: Good. And thanks. I'm grateful. Zoe: It was my pleasure, sir.
'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.
Lee - Mar 14, 2005 7:43:46 pm PST #6558 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Deena - Mar 14, 2005 7:46:40 pm PST #6559 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Lee!
When will you be here?
(No one tried to sell me GS cookies this year. I am verklempt.)
Lee - Mar 14, 2005 8:08:00 pm PST #6560 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Deena! A week from tomorrow, snow willing.
Whee!
Deena - Mar 14, 2005 8:09:20 pm PST #6561 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
YAY! I'm so excited. By then the snow may be gone!
eta: I'm being told I'm up past my bedtime. Night!
vw bug - Mar 15, 2005 2:40:33 am PST #6562 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
It's morning. I'm not ready for it to be morning yet.
Coffee. Coffee is good.
Anne W. - Mar 15, 2005 2:48:21 am PST #6563 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Coffee is not just good. Coffee is necessary.
vw bug - Mar 15, 2005 3:05:02 am PST #6564 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
That is SO true, Anne. I didn't used to be this way, but now I really am. And, you know, it's not just the coffee...it's the act of relaxing while drinking the coffee that I also crave.
Ginger - Mar 15, 2005 3:12:15 am PST #6565 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Coffee is god.
I was awakened by a phone call this morning about half an hour before my alarm was supposed to go off. I hate being woken up by the phone. It always gives me this adrenaline rush that takes a long time to go away. I looked at caller ID, but the number was blocked. Often my early morning calls are business calls from someone who thinks he'll get voicemail. I keep telling myself not to answer these, because they never go well. Still, I answered and discovered that I was apparently the victim of butt dialing. It was someone in a car with the radio on. After a few futile hello's, I listened to see if I could figure out who it was. The radio station was a D.C. station, giving traffic reports. I have no clue.
Deena - Mar 15, 2005 4:18:39 am PST #6566 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Argh, Ginger. What a way to wake up.
I woke up inexplicably at 6:45 to find that Greg had overslept not set his alarm. I never have trouble sleeping through it, but I guess not sleeping through it messed with my head. I was going to go back to bed, but needed a cup of coffee first. By the time the cup was half gone the babies were up. At least I got Greg off to work on time, with breakfast in his tummy and a good lunch in his bag.
§ ita § - Mar 15, 2005 4:21:42 am PST #6567 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Screaming? nsm.
Well, it'll probably be there. Hell, I scream, and I'm quite demure. If they're good teachers and you stay balanced, there's no reason to go at your own pace. But they will encourage you to push yourself.
It's not tai chi -- it's not about balance. It's about letting the aggression rip right through you, and fighting the fight of your life.
If you don't want to do that, don't go. If you look at it as a peaceful mental art, or just a way to get fit, it could be stressful.
If you want to throw yourself at physical challenges and see what sticks, it's a lot of fun.
So, yeah, there's screaming. I haven't seen a quiet way to get people fierce yet.