Am suddenly morose. Fresh cherries are not helping. Feh.
You know what'll cheer you up? Listening to the "Notes On Camp" episode of This American Life.
Jayne ,'The Train Job'
[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.
Am suddenly morose. Fresh cherries are not helping. Feh.
You know what'll cheer you up? Listening to the "Notes On Camp" episode of This American Life.
Hec, you're right, it might. I don't think that The Inside is the best viewing right now. Sigh.
No pondering! Doing. Doing is better. Fish of the day!
Am I rude? I just made dinner...a big, yummy pot of chili. Emily is still at school. She'll call on her way home. I was starving, though, so I went ahead and ate.
Mmm, chili. You can move in with me anytime you rude girl.
No pondering! Doing. Doing is better. Fish of the day!
You seize some fish and come to Vermont, missy! And bring JZ with you!
The date, she is won. It's all very quest-ish.
Woot! Billytea!
Trip back East, looking better and better!
Except that my brain is now all explodey. Sigh. I even had a stable, with three stalls and a 6-section wooden fence.
eta: AW HELLS YEAH! GO TEAM BILLYTEA!
::pumps fist in air::
I'm sorry I made your head all explodey. I had a stable and fence too, and I loved them all.
Oh. It's okay. I can un-explode my head. I thought it might make you feel better to know someone was all envious of you, but if you're gonna be all sorry, then what. ev. I'll just collect my bits of gray matter and go home.
::storms out, trailing ganglia::