As Willow goes, so goes my nation.

Oz ,'Selfless'


Natter 33 1/3  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


sarameg - Feb 25, 2005 5:35:34 pm PST #1386 of 10002

Yup.

My friend's husband ADORES his purple Dyson. As in, shows it off to all their guests. They have 2 cats, 2 dogs and a kid and he loooves it. Loves showing how much crap it scoops up. Of course, it prompted them to get pergo because it lifted the old floor tiles up....


Lee - Feb 25, 2005 5:36:18 pm PST #1387 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I love mine, too. Don't use it as often as I should, but I love. it.


sarameg - Feb 25, 2005 5:43:05 pm PST #1388 of 10002

AHHHRG. Just saw the mouse dart. And Devi didn't.

AHHHHHHHHHHHH.


aurelia - Feb 25, 2005 5:44:28 pm PST #1389 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Of course, it prompted them to get pergo because it lifted the old floor tiles up....

Hee. Now that's a vaccuum!


msbelle - Feb 25, 2005 5:51:21 pm PST #1390 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Skipped 1300+

How're peeps?

mouse? no good. go Devi go!

damn broken LJ.

nevermind


sarameg - Feb 25, 2005 5:52:44 pm PST #1391 of 10002

I CAN'T FIND THE MOUSE.

Devi is being lazy.

Urk.


sarameg - Feb 25, 2005 5:53:15 pm PST #1392 of 10002

Oh & MSBELLE!


DavidS - Feb 25, 2005 5:55:22 pm PST #1393 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Devi is being lazy.

Don't feed him. I bet he starts hunting then.


Polter-Cow - Feb 25, 2005 5:58:53 pm PST #1394 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

LJ's up again.


sarameg - Feb 25, 2005 5:59:16 pm PST #1395 of 10002

She. Devi's a girl. And if I took away the food, I'd never sleep. She's a good hunter... when she sees the prey. Then she plays with it to death. And brings it to me to throw. I expect to wake to a dead wee mousie in my bed, sadly.

To which I go now.