there are still let us put your poem to music companies out there. one of our crazy library patrons just did it. and no, I won't ask her who
Every nightmare I have that doesn't revolve around academic failure or public nudity is about that thing. In fact, once I dreamt that it attacked me while I was late for a test and naked.
Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
beth b - Sep 07, 2005 11:14:10 am PDT #1292 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
dw - Sep 07, 2005 11:14:32 am PDT #1293 of 10001
Silence means security silence means approval
OK, just talked to the doctor. Probably an ordinary contact rash from allergy to something in the hummus, most likely the chickpeas themselves, since they're a more common allergen than, say, garlic or olive oil. I did the right thing in washing her face off and putting her down as normal. If it doesn't seem to subside on its own, she's old and heavy enough to have a small dose of benadryl.
Damn, she can't have hummus just yet.
But it does mean the hummus is MINE, ALL MINE!!!!
Cass - Sep 07, 2005 11:14:48 am PDT #1294 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.
My Splenda always fizzes when I put it in coffee. It was a little startling the first time it happened. Six am is not the time for my coffee to talk back to me.Weird. I usually put in the Splenda and then nuke the water for the tea so I miss the fizz. The fizz is ... odd.
Note this did not stop me from drinking the tea while I was waiting to find out if this was normal. Because I have the survival skills of a shar pei.
Lee - Sep 07, 2005 11:21:11 am PDT #1295 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Why aren't people entertaining me?
Jessica - Sep 07, 2005 11:21:57 am PDT #1296 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
t dances a jig
brenda m - Sep 07, 2005 11:23:32 am PDT #1297 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
know I was freaky paranoid there before, but A) I know there's such a thing as a lethal food allergy, and B) I've never been around someone in the throes of one, so I don't have intimate familiarity with the danger signs. I didn't want to freak out, which is why I dealt calmly with Annabel, but I also didn't want to blow off something potentially dangerous.
Not freaky paranoid at all. You figured out the likely suspect, took care of that problem, and went looking for more information while monitoring Annabel. I can't think of a better way of handling the situation.
Lee - Sep 07, 2005 11:24:30 am PDT #1298 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
t claps
(Do you think that would work on people here in the office?)
(because being able to make them dance at my whim would be really cool)
(not that I would ever do something like that)
Steph L. - Sep 07, 2005 11:25:01 am PDT #1299 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Why aren't people entertaining me?
A guy walks into a bar with a tiny piano under one arm, and a paper bag under the other....
Frankenbuddha - Sep 07, 2005 11:25:33 am PDT #1300 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Wm. H. Arpaia & The Jerrymanders: Listen, Mister Hat
Someone really should get a copy of this to Trey and Matt somehow.
shakes fist at Teppy for stealing "Octopus woman..." for her tagline
dw - Sep 07, 2005 11:25:45 am PDT #1301 of 10001
Silence means security silence means approval
Why aren't people entertaining me?
Fine.
Subject: Poor Choices For Bond Movie Themes
First two nominees:
- "That's When I Reach For My Revolver," Mission of Burma
- "Don't Take Your Guns To Town," Johnny Cash