The worst thing about dinner in a crockpot -- it starts smelling so good....
and I have to wait ....
Yesterday, my life's like, 'Uh-oh, pop quiz!' Today it's like, 'rain of toads.'
Xander ,'Beneath You'
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 - Oct 21, 2005 3:13:19 pm PDT #9838 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
§ ita § - Oct 21, 2005 3:13:53 pm PDT #9839 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Never crock when you're at home! It's slow torture.
beth b - Oct 21, 2005 3:14:52 pm PDT #9840 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
now she tells me ....
Deena - Oct 21, 2005 3:16:16 pm PDT #9841 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Sail, I posted some quotes in Bureacracy.
SailAweigh - Oct 21, 2005 3:20:30 pm PDT #9842 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Oooh! I'll go look. Maybe I'll get inspired, as of now, I have no spiration of any kind.
sumi - Oct 21, 2005 3:30:39 pm PDT #9843 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
I saw an adorable (is there any other kind?) beagle when I walked home from the bus stop. It was tiny, tri-colored and wearing a red sweater.
Deena - Oct 21, 2005 4:08:43 pm PDT #9844 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Somehow dogs in clothes are as funny as monkey on ice.
beekaytee - Oct 21, 2005 4:17:14 pm PDT #9845 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
I've been seriously thinking about getting Bartleby an Elvis costume for Halloween.
dw - Oct 21, 2005 4:37:58 pm PDT #9846 of 10001
Silence means security silence means approval
OK, I'm now leaving the office. I would have left on-time if I didn't feel the compulsion to clean the office because my boss is doing his Pointy-Haired Micromanagerial Hypercritical thing again.
He does this about once a year -- he feels compelled to take control of every situation by offering critiques that are akin to duck nibbles. And once he locks on, the ducks will nibble and nibble until you're dead, insane, or both.
So, by cleaning the office and clearing 2-3 major things off my plate, I hope to avert the attention of his pointy-haired nature.
But, honestly, I'm tired of this bullshit, and I need a daughter to bounce in the front window when she realizes that I'm coming up the front walk.
Volans - Oct 21, 2005 5:50:27 pm PDT #9847 of 10001
move out and draw fire
Good morning. It's 5:45 am and I've been up for 2 hours, after the big 4 hours of sleep. The baby is this close to getting himself shaken.
I jest.
He's doing the separation anxiety thing, where if I'm not holding him and/or looking at him, he falls apart. This is obviously a problem when he wakes up in the middle of the night - now, instead of putting himself back to sleep, he howls. It's also a problem in that he can no longer sit in the kitchen and play while I cook or do dishes, because OMG SHE'S NOT HOLDING ME AND/OR LOOKING AT ME!!!! See also being on the computer (it's loud in here right now), going to the bathroom, driving.