Let me guess. We're in a hurry.

Inara ,'Serenity'


What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35  

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 - May 14, 2005 8:24:14 pm PDT #4242 of 10001

Heh. The things we do for the furred ones. I'm not a morning person at ALL. And yet, I've hauled my ass out of bed at 7 am (not counting out of towns) for the past couple of years. Doesn't mean I stay out of bed, but still... Minor miracle. My family laughs at me.

Sleep on the train. Ima gonna go read until I collapse. And give up on tomorrows endeavors.


Lee - May 14, 2005 8:26:46 pm PDT #4243 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Night!


sarameg - May 14, 2005 8:28:51 pm PDT #4244 of 10001

Sweet dreams before mine!


Eddie - May 14, 2005 8:33:00 pm PDT #4245 of 10001
Your tag here.

Hi Perkins! Night sarameg!


Lee - May 14, 2005 8:35:39 pm PDT #4246 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Hi Eddie!


Eddie - May 14, 2005 8:47:08 pm PDT #4247 of 10001
Your tag here.

::pokes Natter::

Wake up, you're supposed to be amusing me.

...contemplates a bot that would randomly submit posts from the past to simulate awake-type Buffistas... hmmm, nah, that could get ugly


§ ita § - May 14, 2005 8:59:22 pm PDT #4248 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Sample clip #3 is my favourite.


aurelia - May 14, 2005 9:02:36 pm PDT #4249 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Hi.

I'm back from visiting the fam. I seem to have brought a cold with me. I've been wiped out all day.


Eddie - May 14, 2005 9:04:40 pm PDT #4250 of 10001
Your tag here.

Sample clip #3 is my favourite.

Hee. I can just imagine what the outtakes must look like.

Hi aurelia! Hope you feel better.


Lee - May 14, 2005 9:05:41 pm PDT #4251 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That sucks, Aurelia, but yay for home too.