And I was right! Whee!
Angel: How're you feeling? Faith: Like I did mushrooms and got eaten by a bear.
'A Hole in the World'
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.
Lee - May 25, 2005 9:00:36 pm PDT #7100 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
§ ita § - May 25, 2005 9:20:07 pm PDT #7101 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, that's hysterical.
I mean, I actually looked up at the TV and said "What the fuck?" Then I flinched, and started laughing.
Tomorrow, the Lost finale.
Lee - May 25, 2005 9:25:52 pm PDT #7102 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
It was. The Lost finale was good too.
Tomorrow, I'll be watching Serenity.
Betsy HP - May 25, 2005 9:27:20 pm PDT #7103 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
Truth and light to you, Rio.
Cashmere - May 25, 2005 9:41:04 pm PDT #7104 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Good luck, Rio.
I should go upstairs and wach the Lost finale. I was so exhausted I fell asleep at 7:30. Of course I then woke up at 11:30. I'm doomed if I get an early wake up call from the boy.
Lee - May 25, 2005 9:42:48 pm PDT #7105 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ugh, Cashmere, that sucks. I hope you can sleep soon.
Cashmere - May 25, 2005 9:54:28 pm PDT #7106 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Perkins, hopefully he'll sleep late (he's been doing 11 hours straight lately). But his dad put him down at 10-freakin' 30. DH said the boy just sucks on his bottle scowling at him, wondering where the hell I am and why I'm not the one putting him to bed.
Lee - May 25, 2005 10:00:02 pm PDT #7107 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I hope so. I shoud be trying to sleep too, but somehow, I'm not.
sj - May 25, 2005 10:00:45 pm PDT #7108 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
DH said the boy just sucks on his bottle scowling at him, wondering where the hell I am and why I'm not the one putting him to bed.
Awww. I can picture this. Owen has such an expressive face.
Volans - May 25, 2005 10:51:36 pm PDT #7109 of 10001
move out and draw fire
Man, I was awake with insomnia all night and I just lay in bed, when I could've been living the Darth-fest with y'all. Darth Your Call is Important to Us cracked my shit up.
I've been wanting a egg&chorizo (mmm, potatos and chorizo and egg and cheese and) breakfast burrito from BurgerTime all day.
Problem: nearest one is 2100 miles away.
You're closer, sarameg; you drive.
It's pouring down rain, very wonderful. I was so in the mood for rain. Of course, makes walking to the store problematic, but we can survive if I don't get to the store today.
Weekend plans: None. DH is working a CODEL (that's when Congressmen spend your tax dollars to travel overseas for shopping and vacations meetings with other government officials) so he'll be at work Sunday and Monday, which means I'll be doing what I do every day, Pinky: sitting at home dinking on Photoshop.
Best vacation ever: Tough question (I could tell you the worst, easily) but I'm going with Bali. One of the benefits from teaching at the International School in Kuala Lumpur was a 4-night stay at the Bali Hilton, and plane fare from Malaysia was cheap, so we were able to have this conde-nast vacation that we never could've afforded otherwise. The hotel was delightful, right on the beach. We took walks at night along the beach, with the phosphorescent tide sparkling around our feet. We saw vine-covered ruins in the jungle. I felt the presence of the old gods in a holy cave. And we saw puppies for sale at the food market! What more could you want from a vacation?
Happymaking thing: I got a contract to do a t-shirt for a middle school class, so that's a project and a little money.