What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M.C. Escher perspective, but I did get time to think.

Angel ,'Conviction (1)'


Natter 34: Freak With No Name  

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.


Lee - Apr 11, 2005 8:59:23 pm PDT #4840 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Whyfor Argh, Consuela?


Consuela - Apr 11, 2005 9:06:09 pm PDT #4841 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

long day, kinda crappy. My sister's St. Bernard peed all over my kitchen. And I have to go to work tomorrow.

How about you?


Lee - Apr 11, 2005 9:11:12 pm PDT #4842 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Long day, cat peed on himself and the bathroom floor. Tomorrow I make calls, go to the post office, the bank, then drive for 6 hours or so.

Vroom vroom.


aurelia - Apr 11, 2005 9:19:55 pm PDT #4843 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Virtual air fresheners for both of you.

g'night


Lee - Apr 11, 2005 9:21:06 pm PDT #4844 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Not sleepy yet.

I think someone should read us a bedtime story.

There should be glitter.


aurelia - Apr 11, 2005 9:24:00 pm PDT #4845 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Hm. Good luck with that.

If I don't go to bed very soon I'll end up sleeping on the way to work, which is not so much the recommended practice when not on public transit.


Lee - Apr 11, 2005 9:30:35 pm PDT #4846 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Sleep is probably good then.


Beverly - Apr 11, 2005 9:32:16 pm PDT #4847 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

ita, Susan, Dana...and any other BBCA and Sharpe fans. I'm bouncing...Sargent Harper is going to be on Wire in the Blood next week. I'm sure he's been working since Sharpe, I just don't remember having seen him in anything.

I'm so happy there's new Wire in the Blood.


Topic!Cindy - Apr 12, 2005 1:37:48 am PDT #4848 of 10001
What is even happening?

I think someone should read us a bedtime story.

The sun has set, not long ago.
Now, everybody goes below,
to take a bath in one big tub
with soap all over--scrub, scrub, scrub.

They hang their towels on the wall,
then find pajamas, big and small.
With some on top, and some beneath,
they brush, and brush, and brush their teeth.

And when the moon is on the rise,
they all go up to exercise.
Then, down once more, but not so fast,
they're on their way to bed, at last.

The day is done. They say goodnight,
the somebody turns off the light.

The moon is high.
The sea is deep.
They rock, and rock, and rock to sleep. The Going to Bed Book
by Sandra Boynton (or at least, what I remember of it).

...

However? It's morning for many of us. If that's the case in your part of the world, getcher butt out of bed, and face the day.

Good morning, good morning. We've slept the whole night through. A very good morning, to you.

(Boop boop bee doo)


Theodosia - Apr 12, 2005 2:01:08 am PDT #4849 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

t tries to face the day, falls flat on face instead