Fay, they're moving in together after a very long long distance courtship.
Damn you, Bridget! Damn you to Hades! You broke my heart in a million pieces! You made me love you, and then you-- I SHAVED MY BEARD FOR YOU, DEVIL WOMAN!
Monty ,'Trash'
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.
DavidS - Jul 04, 2005 8:34:49 pm PDT #8417 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Cass - Jul 04, 2005 8:47:48 pm PDT #8418 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.
I have set my alarms, set up my coffee maker, lit a tealight (there's a reason I have a lot of very twitchy smoke detectors in the house) and drugged myself into what I hope is soon a nice, bad-dream-free oblivion. Until then I am trying to stretch a little as my muscles are just screaming tight right now.
If I am posting past, say, 11:30 on the board, gently nudge me to bed please. If that fails, just kick me the hell out of the clubhouse for the night.
I am enjoying Dan and Andi's living in sin. Not enjoying that I just earwormed myself with Electronic.
P.M. Marc - Jul 04, 2005 9:06:30 pm PDT #8419 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Gronk. Back from a day that started with breakfast with Sparky and didn't stop until we got home about ten minutes ago.
Am increasingly cranky WRT 4th of July stuff, in large part because of being down in my parents' neighborhood this evening. In the years since I moved out, there has been an increase in younger (read 40 somethings with teen children) people living there (when I was growing up, there were still a lot of old people, but they've died off), and their fuckwit children and their fuckwit children's fuckwit friends crowd the place with their SUVs and illegal fireworks and drunken fratboy antics. Gah. Forgot how much I hate where I grew up (well, the people--the location is gorgeous).
Have I mentioned the plucky, can-do spirit of a bunch of bored, rich white people who every year have a drive to raise tens of thousands of dollars for a fireworks display off the Point? I swear to DOG, it brings out my inner commie, and all I can see is wealth that should be re-distributed.
Feh.
DavidS - Jul 04, 2005 9:09:02 pm PDT #8420 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
If it makes you feel any better, Ple, JZ is almost done with her hand decorated onesie for Lilybean. It's amazing what you can do with a bleach pencil.
Cass - Jul 04, 2005 9:19:30 pm PDT #8421 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.
People make me meh. We hates them but they are everywhere so we simply tries to ignore them muches of the time.
I am not sleepy but I am far more relaxed. I am hoping sleepy is just lurking and will soon come to visit.
I got a brief email from a friend thanking me for what I thought was just basic human kindness and being nice. It's making me smile.
I guess I don't hate all people. Just most of them. Like the idiot driving around beeping his horn.
Fucks with my zen.
P.M. Marc - Jul 04, 2005 9:27:03 pm PDT #8422 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
If it makes you feel any better, Ple, JZ is almost done with her hand decorated onesie for Lilybean. It's amazing what you can do with a bleach pencil.
Yay!
Except for my Inner Marxist coming out to play (dude, I thought I smushed her ass with Atlas Shrugged), and my Lingering Sense of Moral Outrage, it's been a nice day. Hung with Sparky, Pete and Jilli, and friends of the family (the reason we were in the old 'hood) before winding up at the house of my parents. Had some kick-ass ribs, a glass of wine, and took in the amazing view from S and J's beach cottage. (It's set on a hillside, and in addition to an incredible view, they have an amazing garden that I know was a lot of money and effort, yet looks as though it should always have looked that way--very peaceful spot.)
Beverly - Jul 04, 2005 9:37:39 pm PDT #8423 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Plei is me with the inner communist and looking at money spent that could buy people food. I think mine's congenital, but I keep trying to keep it damped down enough to coexist in today's society.
I have no idea why I'm up again. Oooh--Quantum Leap's on--the football ep!
Cass - Jul 04, 2005 9:41:26 pm PDT #8424 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.
and took in the amazing view from S and J's beach cottage. (It's set on a hillside, and in addition to an incredible view, they have an amazing garden that I know was a lot of money and effort, yet looks as though it should always have looked that way--very peaceful spot.)Sounds like it was worth every penny and drop of sweat. Peaceful spots should be cherished like this.
Fay - Jul 05, 2005 12:27:04 am PDT #8425 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Fay, they're moving in together after a very long long distance courtship.
Cool. Thought so, but hadn't seen it explicitly stated anywhere - evidently missed it in skipping and skimming and suchlike. Go Team.
billytea - Jul 05, 2005 12:57:10 am PDT #8426 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.
Not having much luck with the online dating thing so far. I've decided to add a line:
If you let me cook for you, I will treat you like a goddess ("Please accept these burnt offerings").