Serial:
Jilli, your lunch thief deserves some mild form of food poisoning. Nothing lethal, just enough to get the point across.
I have finesse! I have finesse coming out of my bottom!
Anya ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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 - May 06, 2005 2:54:43 pm PDT #7796 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Stephanie - May 06, 2005 2:55:40 pm PDT #7797 of 10001
Trust my rage
When our puppy Toby was little (like 8-9 weeks old) he couldn't run in a straight line. We would take him down to the beach path and he would chase after us, but always at a diagonal, until he tripped over his paws. It was so cute.
vw bug - May 06, 2005 3:32:53 pm PDT #7798 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Aimee. That is scary. {{{Hugs}}}
Also, I just ran out to get milkshakes (mmmmmm...milkshakes!), and I saw a woman who looked just. like. Aimee. It was FREAKY. She even noticed that I was staring at her. Whoops.
Hil R. - May 06, 2005 4:15:00 pm PDT #7799 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I just got a "Thanks for your interest, I'd like to speak to you more about this, when can I reach you?" email from one of the places I applied for a summer job. Tentative yay.
Cass - May 06, 2005 4:20:41 pm PDT #7800 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
(((Aimee))) Sounds scary but a hopefully positive scary.
Long week. Tired. Must crawl into bed and lose consciousness for a while, I think.
Anne W. - May 06, 2005 4:44:42 pm PDT #7801 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Jilli, I'd be tempted to booby-trap your lunch with something that would get ink or other goopy stuff all over the lunch bandit's hands.
askye - May 06, 2005 4:45:51 pm PDT #7802 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
You need one of those exploding dye packets they put in money.
Daisy Jane - May 06, 2005 5:25:02 pm PDT #7803 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Good luck and calm~ma to you Aimee. You're much braver than I.
I called my cousin in Seattle today while I was outside with the dog. She caught me up on all the family gossip. The really bad news first. My uncle with Alzhimers was put in an assisted living facility a few weeks ago. It's not working out and he's going to have to go into a full time nursing home. To make things worse, their daughter, my cousin has breast cancer. There has been no mention of a mastectomy, so I'm hoping that that means it hasn't spread and isn't as bad as it could be.
In the sorta bad news, but kinda funny if you know our family- my other uncle (the dad of my cousin I was on the phone with) tried to cut off his leg with a chainsaw. (See even as I'm typing this I'm smiling because..oh I don't know, it's just such a Morgan thing to do). He borrowed one from one of the neighbors- no one in their right mind who knows us would let us within 5 feet of one. His wife just heard it start and was on her way out to tell him to stop when she heard him scream. The other genetic thing in my family is bad knees. Most of my aunts and uncles and quite a few cousins have had them replaced. So, on the upside, my uncles titanium replacement knees saved his leg because the chainsaw bounced off of them.
DCJensen - May 06, 2005 6:54:14 pm PDT #7804 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Beverly - May 06, 2005 6:57:07 pm PDT #7805 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
That settles it. I'm moving to Minnesota.