I like the way the walls go out. Gives you an open feeling. Firefly is a good design. People don't appreciate the substance of things. Objects in space. People miss out on what's solid.

Early ,'Objects In Space'


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.


Cashmere - Aug 23, 2005 6:15:11 pm PDT #8290 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm thinking "love-cum-arranged" is not the best term they could have come up with....

Um...yeah. But in some cases, it's probaby pretty apt.


Fay - Aug 23, 2005 6:24:41 pm PDT #8291 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

My brother had cook out parties.

See, I skip 300 posts and then this is the first thing I see. And of course I read it as "cock out parties", which is an entirely different dynamic.

Sigh.

...don't mind me. I'm vaccuming the cat, rather than pack for trip to Scotland (it's 4.24am). Right. Off I go to pack. This is my packing. Lalalala...


tommyrot - Aug 23, 2005 6:26:28 pm PDT #8292 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

And of course I read it as "cock out parties", which is an entirely different dynamic.

I'm picturing a normal party, except that at some random time someone blows a whistle and shouts, "Alright - cock out!"


beth b - Aug 23, 2005 6:45:45 pm PDT #8293 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Today is a wierd day.

Work was good - I had a review that was really good, with a raise, and some unofficial new duties. Technically, I am not qualified to do them by title. but the way the buearcracy works - you start doing the job then it can become official. I am very happy about this.

I am not as happy with my body today. While I was at the grocery store ( after work , no dinner yet) I got hungry and yet felt very ill, very tired, and , extreame dry mouth and strong need for the bathroom. All on the mild side but combinded they were really annoying. Possibilities were 1) low blood sugar 2) a result of not takeing one of my allergy/asthma meds for 2 days or 3) not drinking enough water while on a HBP med. BS was a little low. Food has helped , along with water, and sitting - but it was just annoying. Esp since I am not sure who is thr true culprit.


Polter-Cow - Aug 23, 2005 7:17:54 pm PDT #8294 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Thanks for the article, tommyrot. Yeah, that's pretty much what my parents are doing for me, I think.

I love that they worked in the whole "bio-data" thing. Hee hee hee.


WindSparrow - Aug 23, 2005 9:03:15 pm PDT #8295 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

I'm thinking "love-cum-arranged" is not the best term they could have come up with....

Well, maybe not in that order.


WindSparrow - Aug 23, 2005 9:05:35 pm PDT #8296 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Hope that doesn't happen often for you, beth. Or if it does, that it happens in such a way that you quickly figure out what the matter is, so you can know best what to do to keep it from happening.


Volans - Aug 23, 2005 9:22:24 pm PDT #8297 of 10001
move out and draw fire

mini-meara:

Mine is a scene in our kitchen at home, in which I mention that I love to write, and my mom says that's okay, I can still write as a hobby, and my dad says, and I will never forget, "You're not going to waste your brain with writing!"

P-C, I think you have Simon Tam's parents. You might want to warn your sister.

I went to the bathroom today and found Owen happily dialing the telephone.

Yesterday my DH's new employee brought his son (age 2) into the office. Kid knows what to do with a phone, so he picked one up and started hollering into it. Thing is, at the embassy, if you have the handset up long enough you eventually get connected to the (Greek) operator. There was much confusion.

Between that and reading about Leif's exploits, it's like looking into the future.

It's from Bec about AS

Awww. That's astoundingly nice.

3) not drinking enough water while on a HBP med

I first read this as "Half-Blood Prince" med and thought the Harry Potter merchandizing had gone a little overboard. Hope your body gets into line for you today, beth.

I'm a wee bit stressed. I found out last night, late, that our house guest who is arriving tomorrow and staying 10 days is bringing his girlfriend.

For just him, I'd done no prep - he's been a friend forever and is way casual and nuestra casa es su casa. But now I have to hump ass to get the place presentable, and lay in groceries...and I'm doubting that she'll like any of the food I make, being Moldovan.

I did just about e-smack him last night. Not for the bringing of her, but I asked for a little bio about her. He said "I sent Robert a copy of her passport." I was like, "No, Mr. Political Wonk, I don't care about her citizenship. Does she smoke? Is she allergic to cats? Does she drink? Does she have any food restrictions?" Gah.


Polter-Cow - Aug 23, 2005 9:24:53 pm PDT #8298 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

P-C, I think you have Simon Tam's parents. You might want to warn your sister.

Heh.


Cass - Aug 23, 2005 9:34:40 pm PDT #8299 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 hope the house prep comes together easily for you.

Not for the bringing of her, but I asked for a little bio about her. He said "I sent Robert a copy of her passport." I was like, "No, Mr. Political Wonk, I don't care about her citizenship. Does she smoke? Is she allergic to cats? Does she drink? Does she have any food restrictions?" Gah.
Heh.

It is so bedtime for me...