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I am completely inept at dealing with my mother.
River: I know you have questions. Mal: That would be why I just asked them.
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 03, 2005 8:59:25 am PST #2571 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Amy - Nov 03, 2005 8:59:28 am PST #2572 of 10003
Because books.
Have you worn Converse before, JZ? In other words, if there's a choice between 9 1/2 and 10, which way should I lean?
ImememeN, I'm fairly sure I'm going to Tampa the first weekend in December with a very old friend, courtesy of her FF miles, to see another very old friend. I am stoked. A trip!
Edited to give Nora hugs, and to admit that I may have inadvertently bogarted all of Maidengurl's "good day ~ma"...
JZ - Nov 03, 2005 9:02:28 am PST #2573 of 10003
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I have, and I think I'd lean up to 10. Which is fortunate for me, because generally it doesn't matter what damn shoe it is, the 9s and 9 1/2s disappear from the store almost immediately.
Oooh, free trip and two old friends! Rock!
amych - Nov 03, 2005 9:03:31 am PST #2574 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
slides pillow onto Nora's desk
Laura - Nov 03, 2005 9:09:09 am PST #2575 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
I'm sorry Nora. But you're still brilliant!
I am not at all in the LJ habit, but I did post some Wilma pictures there. [link]
Nora Deirdre - Nov 03, 2005 9:12:24 am PST #2576 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I don't like it when my mom calls me at work.
Steph L. - Nov 03, 2005 9:14:14 am PST #2577 of 10003
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I am completely inept at dealing with my mother.
Sweet girl, I am right there with you. It's so frustrating. However (observe my years of therapy paying off), I wouldn't say that *you* are inept; I'd say that the relationship between the 2 of you isn't conducive to healthy interaction.
And I seriously don't mean that as a bunch of psychobabble -- I mean it for real. Bad interaction between the 2 of you is NOT your fault.
Trudy Booth - Nov 03, 2005 9:22:33 am PST #2578 of 10003
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
I am completely inept at dealing with my mother.
She knows right where your buttons are, she installed them. You will never have similar power over her so just quit trying.
Vortex - Nov 03, 2005 9:24:24 am PST #2579 of 10003
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
One of mine involved a serial killer who peeled his victims' skin off. My dream was following the loose cannon detective called in to take him down when all else had failed. He got partnered up with a naive young blonde rookie, who just happened to fit the profile of all the previous victims. Long story short, she got kidnapped and it turned out that the hard-as-nails detective was the serial killer, and the rookie woke up strapped to a chair in a room lined with the skins of his victims.
I blame Tim.
well, clearly.
Almare - Nov 03, 2005 9:29:32 am PST #2580 of 10003
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "
Timelies. Still no power. I seriously think we'll be that last little group of people who receive power sometimes during the end of November. I have no faith right now.
Also
One of mine involved a serial killer who peeled his victims' skin off. My dream was following the loose cannon detective called in to take him down when all else had failed. He got partnered up with a naive young blonde rookie, who just happened to fit the profile of all the previous victims. Long story short, she got kidnapped and it turned out that the hard-as-nails detective was the serial killer, and the rookie woke up strapped to a chair in a room lined with the skins of his victims.
I would blame Tim as well.