P-C, I think you have Simon Tam's parents. You might want to warn your sister.
Heh.
Bar maid! Bring me stronger ale! And some plump, succulent babies to eat!
Olaf the Troll ,'Showtime'
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.
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!
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...
Volans - Aug 23, 2005 9:41:38 pm PDT #8300 of 10001
move out and draw fire
I'm sort of out of ideas on where to put the litterbox. Otherwise the house prep is proceeding apace.
I did think this exchange was funny: Me: How old is she? My friend (age 40): 24. And a half.
Cass - Aug 23, 2005 9:54:55 pm PDT #8301 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.
24. And a half.Protesting a bit much?
Randomly, "bogart" (I suspect as a direct result of listening to the audio HP books that are my commute amusement) has replaced both "bother" and, more convienently depending on the company I am around, "bugger" in my vocabulary. It's a slightly amusing, if capricious, word trend. And I suppose anything that keeps me from blurting out bugger at work is good. Eventually someone is bound to realize what I am saying.
zzzzzzzzzzz
P.M. Marc - Aug 23, 2005 10:15:25 pm PDT #8302 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
So, John Crichton is my TeeVee boyfriend. In fact, I think he may well be my TeeVee husband.
While I have many TeeVee girlfriends (Lindsay Bluth Fünke, come to mama, but don't step on Summer, and while you're at it, help Scully and Faith out with their clothing, for they have too much of it. Oh, and careful around Aeryn. She's a bit touchy.), I seem to have allowed all other TeeVee boyfriends to fall off the radar.
I'm not even sure if I miss them.
Raq, the and a half makes ALL the difference.
sj - Aug 23, 2005 10:26:27 pm PDT #8303 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Gronk. I am awake. Teacup Guy just woke me up with a sneeze so loud it could have possibly woken the entire building. That in itself is no big deal because normally I would just fall back to sleep, but when I woke up I did so with a pounding headache that will not quit.
Who's John Crichton?
Beverly - Aug 23, 2005 10:29:22 pm PDT #8304 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
sj - Aug 23, 2005 10:31:05 pm PDT #8305 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
He's cute. What show is he from?
Beverly - Aug 23, 2005 10:36:25 pm PDT #8306 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Those are Farscape era, but he's on SG:1 now. Plei was just talking about him.
I'm not really here. I just checked in on my way back to bed and saw your question. I still had those shots up from where I'd mailed them to somebody and could get my fingers on 'em quick. Can't you sleep?
I had ma to spread around--Cass with her back, and the insurance and the stuff, and the glayvin.
Raquel and her unexpected houseguest and the panic clean-and-grocery-stock. Other folks. But it's late, and I forget.
sj - Aug 23, 2005 10:40:35 pm PDT #8307 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Can't you sleep?
Not until this headache subsides a bit.