Can I come out of my room yet? Now? In 3 seconds? Now?
I can see you at the end of this thread. Post 9938: "Are we there yet?" Post 9964: "Are we there yet?" Post 9980: "Are we there yet?" Post 9992: "But I really have to go!" Post 10001: "...Oops."
It's all about choices, Faith. The ones we make, and the ones we don't. Oh, and the consequences. Those are always fun.
Angelus ,'Smile Time'
Natter 39 and Holding
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.
billytea - Sep 22, 2005 4:00:57 pm PDT #140 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
P.M. Marc - Sep 22, 2005 4:02:28 pm PDT #141 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
If you don't like, BTW, there is an Alternate Prezzie here. I was going to send you two, but I broke one pair of hooks, so I could only finish one.
sarameg - Sep 22, 2005 4:03:16 pm PDT #142 of 10002
bt, you forgot: Can we go to McDonalds? Huh? Huh? I want a happy meal. Look! There is a Muckledunnels! Why didn't you stop!?
I was actually the one family member who could hold it the longest. And I was NOT the one who upon finishing a meal asked When are we gonna stop and eat? (that would be my brother.)
Jesse - Sep 22, 2005 4:04:12 pm PDT #143 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I really do not care about any of the new people on the OC. Could this really be the end for us? (Me & the OC, I mean.)
billytea - Sep 22, 2005 4:05:40 pm PDT #144 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I was actually the one family member who could hold it the longest. And I was NOT the one who upon finishing a meal asked When are we gonna stop and eat? (that would be my brother.)
My younger brother was very prone to motion sickness. And breaking things, occasionally attached to his torso. And being constantly covered in cuts, scrapes and bruises. And he's 33, and it still happens! I swear he has a quota, and if he heals up below it he goes looking for neanderthals in pubs to insult their girlfriend.
sarameg - Sep 22, 2005 4:12:23 pm PDT #145 of 10002
My brother still has to be nice to his stomach after eating so poorly in the army he ended up with an infected bleeding ulcer (which he had when we were in New Orleans. Of all places sad to be caught with a bleeding ulcer.)
Some things, are for life.
Jesse, I'm hoping they all go away.
Jesse - Sep 22, 2005 4:33:42 pm PDT #146 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, and you'll all be excited to know that my non-templated CD insert looks awesome with the addition of a bunch of stickers and a maroon cardstock backing.
I feel like I have more to do tonight, but I guess not. There are phone calls I should make, but I don't feel like it.
Trudy Booth - Sep 22, 2005 4:53:00 pm PDT #147 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
If only she'd remembered to put the phone on vibrate.
She doesn't have a prostate so less fun for her.
The back of the clitoris can be just as sensitive as the front, actually.
Sheryl - Sep 22, 2005 4:58:30 pm PDT #148 of 10002
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
We have DSL! Finally!
(Now I need to catch up on my fanfic reading. That's what the weekend's for...)
billytea - Sep 22, 2005 5:01:39 pm PDT #149 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
The back of the clitoris can be just as sensitive as the front, actually.
I reckon someone should name a band "Omnidirectional Clitoris". A swing band, say. Or maybe a parrot.