That dress really is the OTD! Such a pretty wedding.
We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens. But it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know...insane.
Willow ,'Showtime'
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.
Cashmere - Oct 24, 2005 11:50:45 am PDT #296 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.
Lee - Oct 24, 2005 11:52:00 am PDT #297 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Those pictures are absolutely lovely Maria. I'm glad you had such a great and good day. (though pfft on you thinking you were being inappropriate).
Ginger - Oct 24, 2005 11:52:01 am PDT #298 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I just got this e-mail in my role as a webmaster, from a person who had sent no previous e-mails:
Never mind, I found it, thanks.
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I was trying to find the page where you had plans for an attic stairs cover. Is it still available?"
WTF?
Steph L. - Oct 24, 2005 11:52:13 am PDT #299 of 10003
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Such a pretty wedding.
Maria, really. You look stunning. Utterly.
Sparky1 - Oct 24, 2005 11:53:03 am PDT #300 of 10003
Librarian Warlord
Jars, I don't think you're wrong to feel sorry for the bully who obviously has some problems interacting with his peers. My feelings are all for my nephew right now -- and I'm admitting that the feelings of wanting to run down there an break the bully's ankles don't make me much better than that bully, except I've not executed that plan -- because that's the kid I know and who played the music for my wedding.
Jars - Oct 24, 2005 11:58:16 am PDT #301 of 10003
Jars, I don't think you're wrong to feel sorry for the bully who obviously has some problems interacting with his peers. My feelings are all for my nephew right now -- and I'm admitting that the feelings of wanting to run down there an break the bully's ankles don't make me much better than that bully, except I've not executed that plan -- because that's the kid I know and who played the music for my wedding.
I completely understand your viewpoint. You love your nephew, and he's in pain through absolutely no fault of his own. That's always going to be angry-making.
ChiKat - Oct 24, 2005 11:58:40 am PDT #302 of 10003
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
{{Kyle}} Quick healing and cool autographs on his cast.
I'm admitting that the feelings of wanting to run down there an break the bully's ankles don't make me much better than that bully, except I've not executed that plan
Being able to control those feelings are a huge difference. We all have violent thoughts, but learning to control those urges is what living like a socialized person is all about.
I suspect impulse control is not something the bully sees at home.
ChiKat - Oct 24, 2005 12:01:18 pm PDT #303 of 10003
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
In other memememe news: I teach my first lesson tomorrow. I'm a bit nervous about it. I've taught college classes, but not high school (well, I've subbed, but that's very different). Some calm~ma between 8 and 9:30 tomorrow would be much appreciated!
Ginger - Oct 24, 2005 12:02:23 pm PDT #304 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
My e-mail keeps entertaining me today. This came from the local Freecycling group:
Unisex Greyhound pajamas free to good Greyhound home. These will fit a regular size to small Greyhound.
Greyhounds wear pajamas? What about smoking jackets and slippers?
§ ita § - Oct 24, 2005 12:03:12 pm PDT #305 of 10003
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
What about smoking jackets and slippers?
You're thinking of Afghan hounds.