Hey folks. I've been skippy and skimmy for so long.
What's up? I never seem to be here anymore.
Zoe: Uh huh. River, honey? He's putting the hair away now. River: It'll still be there... waiting.
'Jaynestown'
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.
NoiseDesign - May 24, 2005 8:38:51 pm PDT #6657 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
Eddie - May 24, 2005 8:58:49 pm PDT #6658 of 10001
Your tag here.
Skimming too. Buncha talkieloos, I tell ya.
Anyway, night Buffistas!
Gus - May 24, 2005 10:26:10 pm PDT #6659 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
Cannot sleep.
There is no reason why this should be your problem, but there it is.
aurelia - May 24, 2005 10:31:01 pm PDT #6660 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Gena Rowlands and James Garner just made me cry.
Gus - May 24, 2005 10:35:41 pm PDT #6661 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
The Notebook
Nick Cassavetes and Nicholas Sparks can do that to a person.
NoiseDesign - May 24, 2005 10:38:38 pm PDT #6662 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
I'm really trying to head to bed. I'm not sure how much this is going to work, but I'm trying.
aurelia - May 24, 2005 10:42:35 pm PDT #6663 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Nick Cassavetes and Nicholas Sparks can do that to a person.
Yep. And I seem to have developed a slight crush on Ryan Gosling.
Gus - May 24, 2005 10:47:39 pm PDT #6664 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
Ryan Gosling
You gurls and yer crushes.
aurelia - May 24, 2005 10:50:05 pm PDT #6665 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
As if you don't enjoy being crushed on.
Gus - May 24, 2005 10:55:17 pm PDT #6666 of 10001
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
Well sure.
However, it is my resemblance to Nicholas Sparks that brings all the gurls to my yard, or my imagination. Probably the later.