Ok, another profile:
Occupation: SuDeNt
Words fail me. And I'm not the only one, apparently. She also confides that her favourite cuisine is Albanian food.
Angel: I can stay in town as long as you want me. Buffy: How's forever? Does forever work for you?
'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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.
billytea - Jun 29, 2005 3:55:09 am PDT #7527 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Deena - Jun 29, 2005 4:04:43 am PDT #7528 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Maybe she just has an absurd sense of humor, BT. Or... no, I have no other explanation.
(I think the idea is to contact these women for dates. I don't think being pleased they're no longer contactable is quite in the right spirit.)
Timelies. I am strangely awake and it's far too early. I shouldn't be awake on fewer than 8 hours of sleep. Up, yes, I do that all the time, but not awake.
Calli - Jun 29, 2005 4:05:07 am PDT #7529 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
<blows raspberry>
As long as there's toungue involved.
So last night I met up with my family, including my sister, nephew, and niece who had driven down from MI to see our parents. Over dinner talk turned to scars (as it does) and I lamented that one of my forehead scars had come from something as silly as jumping on the bed and, well, missing. So my niece put together, on the fly, this whole RPS fanfic about me coaching Johnny Depp in swordfighting for the next PotC movie, and Orlando Bloom bandaging and soothing my bescarred brow afterward.
I'm touched. And strangely proud.
vw bug - Jun 29, 2005 4:07:45 am PDT #7530 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Timelies.
I feel hung over, but without the alcohol. Not so fun.
I am up, though. And, I've walked the dog, done a sinkful of dishes, had coffee and am about to get in the shower (no really...watch me go...). I've only got to get through four hours of work today. Then I can crash again. I can do that, right?
Lilty Cash - Jun 29, 2005 4:10:24 am PDT #7531 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Timelies.
You can totally do that, vw.
billytea - Jun 29, 2005 4:13:59 am PDT #7532 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Maybe she just has an absurd sense of humor, BT. Or... no, I have no other explanation.
Nope, the whole profile is like that. And, poor spelling I can understand, but there's this whole thing of random capitals appearing occasionally in the middle of words.
(I think the idea is to contact these women for dates. I don't think being pleased they're no longer contactable is quite in the right spirit.)
Hey, I didn't say I was pleased, only that the situation had resolved itself. Neatly.
Anyway, for tonight at least the idea is to mock profiles mercilessly. I'll start caring about my love life again after I've nurtured my laugh life.
Deena - Jun 29, 2005 4:16:55 am PDT #7533 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
I like that plan. Post some more so we can mock with you. (Tonight? It should not be tonight yet. Not anywhere.)
I am full of the parenthetical observation, today.
It's the tired.
Go vw! You'll feel better after the shower.
billytea - Jun 29, 2005 4:20:47 am PDT #7534 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Ok, another person has described herself as a 'polish peasant'. What's the etiquette here? Should I partition her between three great powers?
§ ita § - Jun 29, 2005 4:24:17 am PDT #7535 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Should I partition her between three great powers?
Surely not before you buy her dinner.
billytea - Jun 29, 2005 4:25:32 am PDT #7536 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Surely not before you buy her dinner.
I don't recall that ever stopping the Russians. Or do you mean in order to distract her?