Are there actual numbers in Tarot decks? Because if so, I want to be the 8 of something.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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.
Merinda618: You didn't do anything that wasn't what Sunil would do. And that's all we need from you. Be you.
This may be deeply wrong, but my first thought was "Continue to take the special growth formula. Your proteins will soon be ready for harvesting."
Billytea is so foamy...except for the part where if you guys are for real and get together and sit around the house on your anniversary going "What are the odds?" and you'll actually *know*...that's a little too geek to be sexy. :)
I can confirm that the phrase "What are the odds?" has already come up in conversation. It did not, however, lead to a rendition of Duelling Calculators.
Billytea, we wouldn't have you any other way. Or THE Other Way.
Hee. And Ahoy.
Leif: I don't want to be doomed.
Awww. He'll grow out of it.
Doooooooomed.
I just got in the house and was besieged by two cats who complained loudly that they had never been fed, ever. From birth.
Really. they followed me around the house Mewing and occasionally caterwauling. They follwed me upstairs (Mrowr?), Into the bathroom (Mrowr?), into my bedroom (Mrowr?), down the stairs again (Mrowr?), and back to the kitchen (Mrowr?) where they sped ahead, waiting (Mrowr!).
They were and making such a to-do that I caved. They watched raptly as I got the can down, and commented upon my lethargic delivery.
I'm such an easy mark.
Thanks, all, for the kind words on the haircut. Yes, my daughter is unbelievably talented. I like to brag her up.
ION, the tornado siren here has gone off 5 times in the last hour. For the fourth one, I hid in the bathroom because a tornado had been spotted on the ground in Fitchburg (about 3 miles southwest of the condo) heading towards Monona (about 2 miles northeast of me). Guess who was in the direct line? Yeah. However, it's now past and did not do anything at all around here. In fact, I see blue skies out my windows now. Still, nothing like having a little weather in your life.
ETA: Oh, I wanna be Judgement! I'm a Libra, I'm good at balancing things (but not juggling.)
Yes, my daughter is unbelievably talented.
That too, but let's face it, she's got good stuff to work with.
I LOVE WILLIE NELSON!
Me, too. My dad and mom are coming into town tomorrow night to see him in concert. I think it will be fun.
Job, good. Hair fire, bad.
Aww, shucks, Hec. It's just genetics. The durn curls run in the family and we aren't getting rid of them anytime soon. I wish I'd gotten a picture of Alexia with me. If you think my hair is curly...not even close to hers. It took her a number of years before she finally learned to embrace the froness of the family hair. Now that she has, I reap the benefit. Yay!
Tom and Nora or Zmayhem. Because the Phoenix made them them.
Thanks, erika!
I wanna be in the deck. I don't need to be anything special though. Minor Arcana is fine. That seems right to me, too.
Thanks for the ~ma folks. I still have my job (said only half-jokingly), though the CEO is not pleased with the comedy of errors that led us to this point.
I'm sorry you had such a shit day, Maria. God knows you don't need that right about now!