Angel: Is that what you think you are--a hero? Spike: Saved the world didn't I? Angel: Once. Talk to me after you've done it a couple more times.

'Destiny'


Natter .38 Special  

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.


Jesse - Aug 31, 2005 6:17:04 pm PDT #3409 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

You're a good person, Heather. I'm sorry you have to do it.

You should go with Bob!

Can you get him to my neighborhood noon-ish for the bargain matinee pricing? If so, I'm SO IN.


sarameg - Aug 31, 2005 6:18:32 pm PDT #3410 of 10002

Today is bad.

I'm sorry, Heather. May it get only better.


JenP - Aug 31, 2005 6:21:01 pm PDT #3411 of 10002

Very sorry, Heather.


Hil R. - Aug 31, 2005 6:24:46 pm PDT #3412 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

So sorry, Heather.

I've been trying to get in contact with all my college friends. Everyone I've talked to is OK, but there are a few people who haven't gotten back to me yet. I wish there was more I could do to help everything over there.


beth b - Aug 31, 2005 6:25:30 pm PDT #3413 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

so very sorry Heather. may tomorrow be better


bon bon - Aug 31, 2005 6:25:39 pm PDT #3414 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Getting him out of the house by noon? NO DEAL.

I like pimping out my BF, though. I should get myself a cup.


Lee - Aug 31, 2005 6:28:04 pm PDT #3415 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Or a hat, at the very least.


Jesse - Aug 31, 2005 6:31:20 pm PDT #3416 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Getting him out of the house by noon? NO DEAL.

I figured. Damn lazy academic types. Odds that I myself make it around the corner by then are slim to none.


Daisy Jane - Aug 31, 2005 6:40:13 pm PDT #3417 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Going to bed. I'm just done.


Lee - Aug 31, 2005 6:41:55 pm PDT #3418 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Good night Heather. I hope you get some sleep, and that tomorrow is a less bad day.