Philosophy of Death class
Death says, "You know, I just try to take things one day at a time...."
Hands! Hands in new places!
Willow ,'Storyteller'
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.
tommyrot - Aug 23, 2005 1:15:53 pm PDT #648 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
msbelle - Aug 23, 2005 1:16:39 pm PDT #649 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
this thread has become nonsense. god, remember when we could joke in French about ancient greek architecture?
Emily - Aug 23, 2005 1:17:56 pm PDT #650 of 10002
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Apres l'Acropolis, le deluge.
bon bon - Aug 23, 2005 1:18:06 pm PDT #651 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I'm going to get to your questions, but someone named Brent just called me to tell me about ... uh ... I don't quite know, but it has to do with the airport.
I don't think Brent ever said you couldn't reproduce his malaprops here. So take notes!
Jesse - Aug 23, 2005 1:19:46 pm PDT #652 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
god, remember when we could joke in French about ancient greek architecture?
Alors, those were the days...
No, that's vw.
I don't see why we can't be two. I mean, it's not like they're in the same program or anything.
Vortex - Aug 23, 2005 1:26:30 pm PDT #653 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
One of my coworkers just did a double take while walking past my door. I am doing some serious chair/desk dancing to "Chinese Burn", (the song playing during that hot Bronze scene with Buffy and Faith dancing together during "Bad Girls")
I enjoy the wierd looks. This song RAWKS.
Bob Bob - Aug 23, 2005 1:29:06 pm PDT #654 of 10002
Brent: I'm not inviting Pat to my wedding because he cheated with your brother's girlfriend when they were still dating. Also, he always treated me like shit. And he just says whatever the New York Times says. Me: You know, he asked about you. Brent: What'd he say? Me: That he hadn't heard from you for awhile, and he wondered if you were mad at him. Brent: You know, the truth is, I just lost his number. Tell him to give me a call.
And so a friendship is repaired.
That was for bon bon.
Kat - Aug 23, 2005 1:30:25 pm PDT #655 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Could you find out what the reading list is? I'm intrigued.
Sure Aurelia. Gimme a sec and I'll find the syllabus.
Here you go: [link]
§ ita § - Aug 23, 2005 1:30:50 pm PDT #656 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I had a thought, and now it's gone. I may blame Chinese Burn flashbacks.
Or the PRE FUCKING MIGRAINE and the popcorn smell from one cube over. Go, Maxalt, go!
Lee - Aug 23, 2005 1:31:47 pm PDT #657 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I vote no more migraines or pre-migraines for ita.