You have to ask?
First of all, 'Posse?' Passé
Cordelia ,'Potential'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
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Cass - Aug 05, 2005 2:29:18 pm PDT #4961 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.
vw bug - Aug 05, 2005 2:31:16 pm PDT #4962 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Hee!
1. Slice the zucchini.
2. Dip pieces of zucchini in a slightly beaten egg.
3. Dip egged pieces of zucchini in corn meal.
4. Fry in vegetable oil for 3-5 minutes on each side, lightly salting and peppering each side.
5. Eat!
Eddie - Aug 05, 2005 2:32:20 pm PDT #4963 of 10001
Your tag here.
5. Eat!
Ok, that's it! After Firefly, I'm going shopping.
Cass - Aug 05, 2005 2:33:22 pm PDT #4964 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.
That's it? Okay, I have to try this. Thanks, vw!
vw bug - Aug 05, 2005 2:34:30 pm PDT #4965 of 10001
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Yup! That's it. My work here is done.
Eddie - Aug 05, 2005 2:36:44 pm PDT #4966 of 10001
Your tag here.
Yup! That's it. My work here is done.
Well, you COULD come over and make them for me... of course there IS that pesky geography thing, plus creepy-stranger-internet-guy-visiting thing.
Cass - Aug 05, 2005 2:38:10 pm PDT #4967 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.
Obviously then she should come make them for me instead.
t attempted bug bogart
vw bug - Aug 05, 2005 2:39:47 pm PDT #4968 of 10001
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Where's MM with his machine?
Aims - Aug 05, 2005 2:41:37 pm PDT #4969 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Pfft. Same question I've been asking!
Gris - Aug 05, 2005 2:43:53 pm PDT #4970 of 10001
Hey. New board.
That's very similar to the way I fry chicken breasts.
Now, I shall make you all angry/jealous with a quick description of my day:
1) Woke up. This was the worst part of the day.
2) Showered
3) Texted friend to make sure she was alive (it took her and two friends about 10 hours longer to make it to Montreal than it should have yesterday. Terrible day, I gathered.) She was. There was much rejoicing.
4) Ate lunch (warmed-up leftover hamburger)
5) Went swimming. Exercise-style. Yay endorphins.
6) Read a book in the sun. With sunscreen and sunglasses. I was cool, y'all. Totally cool.
7) Swam some more.
8) Read some more.
9) Went and visited a friend at her work - a bookstore. Drank an italian soda. Read some more.
10) Made date with friend for tonight, after midnight, to catch up. Left bookstore.
11) Ate pizza.
12) Now, I nap.
My life is SO HARD.
Also, Aimée, you are fabulous mother. I declare it so, as somebody who also had a fabulous mother. Em will declare it so, too, when she stops being quite so cute and is instead capable of forming full, coherent sentences on abstract subjects. Which is probably sometime next week at the rate she's growing.