Can you still call it the Walk of Shame if you really really like it?
Yes. It just becomes a kind of delicious shame.
Also, timelies all. It's sleeting here. Feh.
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Can you still call it the Walk of Shame if you really really like it?
Yes. It just becomes a kind of delicious shame.
Also, timelies all. It's sleeting here. Feh.
It's been too long, but, of course, not a Walk when I did it.
It's sleeting here. Feh.
We've got chilly rain, but no snow/sleet. Yet.
What happened to yesterday's weather? It was gorgeous and sunny and just cool enough to still be leather jacket weather. Can we go back to that, please?
Jess, I'm with you. The only silver linings I'm seeing so far are that there are only 11 days left in March and that the Farmer's Almanac says April is going to be summerlike with low precipitation. Pleaseberightpleaseberightpleaseberight.
I'm catching up an saw this saga: Scene: Sean's Wake (post 7820)
That would be an actuall troll, wouldn't it? Since Joe is there? It's like a Lieutenat or something?
The clouds and the sky here are neatly blended so you get this inbetween color. Not white, not sky blue...but you keep seeing both, you just aren't sure where. Like Angel.
That would be an actuall troll, wouldn't it? Since Joe is there? It's like a Lieutenat or something?
No. "Troll" is the nickname for a friend back in Michigan. (I always thought it was because he's kinda short. Turns out, it's a gaming thing. Whatev. Fucking geeks.).
Mmmmmm... geek fucking
x-posted with Natter because the Bitches will appreciate this:
I just have to share this. One of my non-Buffista friends posted the following in her LJ, and it just really got me giggling. I thought you all might appreciate it (just the mention of the "Grilled Cheese Invitational" is amusing...the rest is just gravy):
I just wanted to say that not 15 minutes into the equinox, I'd already stumbled across a great display of balance and a shared world. At the Grilled Cheese Invitational tonight there was a set aside space with couches, one of which held a passed out vomit stained drunken clown, and the next one over held 2 people having sex. This world really is quite the juggler.
SLC is gorgeous. Parker's house is being hacked out of its chrysallis. I JUST HUGGED KENNY!