Zoe: I thought you wanted to spend more time off-ship this visit. Wash: Out there is seems like it's all fancy parties. I like our party better. The dress code is easier and I know all the steps.

'Shindig'


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.


Karl - Mar 23, 2005 5:18:43 pm PST #9045 of 10001
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.

Jen, closeness to the T will keep you from feeling trapped in the apartment when you just need to get out.

Also, you're going to need all of the sanity you can get, in your chosen profession. The next few years are going to be very rough on the people you're treating -- you're going to need a haven where you can let your guard down.

Just my opinion; your beagle will vary, of course.


SailAweigh - Mar 23, 2005 5:23:10 pm PST #9046 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

erika, much mammo~ma to your mom.


Lee - Mar 23, 2005 6:19:40 pm PST #9047 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Deena and Greg both went to bed, and I probably should, but it doesn't seem to be happening.


sj - Mar 23, 2005 6:22:46 pm PST #9048 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I am glad you survived the parent/teacher meeting. I have heard those can be hell. Go you!


DCJensen - Mar 23, 2005 6:45:05 pm PST #9049 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

Yeah. I'll contact jilly and see if she can find it for me. Hopefully she won't remember me from my message board moderator days, 'cause I got her booted from a site for being a crazy. This thing is such a mess. And to think I was just trying to express something very personal and share it with a specific group of people. Who knew?

Maybe she'll remember you and want to help, especially if you are coming back all together and less, um, crazy, as you say. In the words of Buddy (John Astin) on Night Court, "I'm mu-u-uch better now!" It goes a long way in smoothing old issues.


P.M. Marc - Mar 23, 2005 8:02:59 pm PST #9050 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Jen, you don't need the stress. It's bad for you. Solo living will be better.

Why not get a passport, Plei?

Cause I'm lazy? I keep meaning to do so. I'll probably set the wheels in motion after PTB is born, as I know I'll be doing some of that cross-border travel to show her to the relatives.


DavidS - Mar 23, 2005 8:03:21 pm PST #9051 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

So, I think I can officially claim Most Sucky Day today, right?


sj - Mar 23, 2005 8:04:18 pm PST #9052 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I think you win, Hec. Trauma with children trumps most, imho.


meara - Mar 23, 2005 8:23:26 pm PST #9053 of 10001

move to a relatively-cheap-but-still-twice-what-I'm-paying-now studio apartment that's around the corner from Davis Square

Move, Jen! Because icky boy roommates are gross. Good boy roommates rock, but they're few and far between (I had one, he was awesome) Also, because it's easier to have people come visit when you live alone.

Plei, you said "PTB", and I read it as "powers that be" and was a little disturbed. You're giving birth to the powers! But no. Tickybox! Which I typed as Tickyboys! first.

Yeah, a little drunk. $1 drinks. Stupidass girl, though. Damn her and her cute mohawk. Damnit.


beth b - Mar 23, 2005 9:54:31 pm PST #9054 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

meara - the girl did not behave - or at least play nice, not so good.

Jen - if you think you can swing it move. - so you won't be able to do as much... I think haveing a good place to be means you won't need to go out so much...

and

What would Jesus smell like had me laughng so hard that the cat got concerned. and possily scared.