Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.

Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


Cashmere - Mar 28, 2005 5:11:51 am PST #9746 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Gud's kids are ADORABLE. And now I want a popsicle. I hope you're happy.


Gudanov - Mar 28, 2005 5:15:39 am PST #9747 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

And now I want a popsicle. I hope you're happy.

My evil plan has worked. Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha hee hee.


tommyrot - Mar 28, 2005 5:17:33 am PST #9748 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

All I wanted was a popsicle. Just one popsicle. And he wouldn't give it to me.


Cashmere - Mar 28, 2005 5:19:02 am PST #9749 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

They just keep bugging me!


Laura - Mar 28, 2005 5:19:51 am PST #9750 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Wonderful pics Gud. The smiles have melted me.


vw bug - Mar 28, 2005 5:26:31 am PST #9751 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Cashmere, I am so very sorry. Too much death. Too little time.

Gud, the kids are adorable, as always.

One class down, two (one with an exam) to go. I should go study, huh?


Connie Neil - Mar 28, 2005 5:27:12 am PST #9752 of 10001
brillig

What a strange weekend. Friday, the most chaotic day with the big geek party, was actually the least frustrating. Saturday, as most know, I spent a large chunk with Amy at the doctor's getting her knee seen to. I have no updates for that, but she's supposed to call her regular doctor about that today. The doc Saturday was saying arthroscopic surgery might be necessary to clean things up. She was supposed to call yesterday, but I imagine she spent the day in bed with cats and drugs.

Yesterday, our madly doctor-phobic friend relented and let Hubby take him to a doctor about a very bad abscess on his leg. I bowed out of the trip, as I'd spent the day before at a doctor's and dislike spending my weekends in medical offices. Turns out Friend is a bit of a coward when it comes to pain, and getting it cleaned up was fairly painful. I know I shouldn't judge people by what Hubby and I can endure with just a grimace and a muttered swearword, but I couldn't help thinking "Whiner" whenever Friend complained.

This weekend was supposed to be my relaxing reward for coping with all the medical things this past month. Stupid weekend.


Gudanov - Mar 28, 2005 5:30:59 am PST #9753 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

Sorry about your weekend Connie.


Nora Deirdre - Mar 28, 2005 5:37:24 am PST #9754 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

connie, that does suck, I'm sorry. blah on all the hospital stuff you keep having to go through!

Gud's kids are Teh Cute.

I am taking a Mental Health day today, I slept till almost 10 (it amazes me when I can do that) and am compiling a list of stuff I should do. One thing is, obtain mental health from a professional. So, I'm working on that today, because it's a tough thing to do in an open and small office.


beth b - Mar 28, 2005 5:49:29 am PST #9755 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

what happened to our names?