Seconding bon bon's post.
Kat=evil.
My Tivo caught the episode of ER that Ewan MacGregor was on. He was less than charming as an armed robber, but still HOTT.
Simon: Captain... why did you come back for us? Mal: You're on my crew. Simon: Yeah, but you don't even like me. Why'd you come back? Mal: You're on my crew. Why we still talking about this?
'Safe'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Lee - Aug 18, 2005 5:49:05 pm PDT #9317 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Laura - Aug 18, 2005 5:53:51 pm PDT #9318 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
Why did I not listen to bon bon?
DebetEsse - Aug 18, 2005 5:56:01 pm PDT #9319 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Perkins, that one's sitting on my TiVo right now. I've seen it before, but it's been a couple years.
Lee - Aug 18, 2005 5:57:14 pm PDT #9320 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
It had been for me too. I miss Carol and Doug.
Kat - Aug 18, 2005 5:57:44 pm PDT #9321 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Not evil! I'm just saying, can't see the man without thinking of bon bon or ita.
Lee - Aug 18, 2005 6:21:44 pm PDT #9322 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
If I say Bojangler in a really big font size, will people come back?
Sue - Aug 18, 2005 6:25:14 pm PDT #9323 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Ha-ha, they just made a Salad Shooter joke on the Daily Show.
I relaized tonight that I was supposed to call someone yesterday about one of our apartments in the co-op. Now, I've left everything too late, and it's all going to be a panic next week.
I am so not supposed to be the people relations person.
Cass - Aug 18, 2005 6:58:32 pm PDT #9324 of 10002
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 just deflea-d the house. What I thought this morning were spider bites along the back of my leg seemed to get more like flea bites as time went on what with the swelling and getting welt-like and bursting sans scratching weepiness . Luckily I had two doses of Advantage tucked away and a box of borax -- which I dropped and caught the edge on my leg causing it to rapidly turn all sorts of nifty colors -- at home. The cats are dosed (and have actually forgiven me already) and the carpets have been sprinkled. Vacuuming will wait a day to thoroughly desicate the blood eating freaks.
I have to say, fleas are sucktastic.
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I clicked on that link before I saw the warnings. Dear. God. Why?
P.M. Marc - Aug 18, 2005 8:01:03 pm PDT #9325 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I did not click the link.
I once read a translation of something by Sade where they use the word frig to mean to masturbate someone. So frigging != fucking.
Yeah, that's pretty much what it means in every collection of Victorian and Edwardian porn I've read.
And, well, I've got a lot of experience.
Someone not me should totally write Fanged Four Fic that's all about quims and cunnies and all that good stuff. I'd totally feedback them.
Like, lots.
Hell, I'd probably make up sockpuppets just to make sure they felt loved.
§ ita § - Aug 18, 2005 8:14:23 pm PDT #9326 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I can tell when that link is coming. It reeks of ... yeah.
He was less than charming as an armed robber, but still HOTT.
I thought he was incredibly charming. For a while, he charmed up every fracking role, even when he was the nasty stockbroker guy.
Oy. Instructor training done for the next month. Oy.