I swore the morning that I woke up humming "Oh what a beautiful morning" I was going to just slit my wrists and end it all right there.
Oh! I had forgotten about that! Thanks for the reminder...
t rubs hands together gleefully
Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.
Lorne ,'Time Bomb'
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.
Pix - Nov 12, 2005 2:21:31 pm PST #4375 of 10003
The status is NOT quo.
vw bug - Nov 12, 2005 2:28:17 pm PST #4376 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
Great news, Kristin!
DavidS - Nov 12, 2005 2:38:59 pm PST #4377 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
gingerbread pancakes sound amazing - where did you find such a treasure?
Seems to me David taunts us with those fairly regularly. I think my breakfast plans for the next time I hit SF are set.
Yes, well, that's because Emmett and I had breakfast with Teppy, Perkins and Deb at Zazie. I had the Eggs Pierre Noire which Deb assumed were poached in black butter, but were in fact Eggs Blackstone (get it?) in disguise. It was yum. While Emmett and I were awaiting the arrival of the others we kept busy by playing with a balsa wood glider and petting dogs.
Emmett is currently zonked on the couch after I made him play baseball in warm up for the tryouts. When JZ, Perkins and La Tep get back from their Lush run we'll be heading over to Deb's house for a Bayista get together with pretty much all hands on deck. Deb's making lamb shanks with a rub of cinnamon, cardomom and nutmeg. Roasted standing. Then deglazing with marsala. Then something with chicken stock. Braising. I don't know but it sounded good.
I introduced Teppy to Invader Zim and now she's going about crowing, "No one should taste so delicious!"
Atropa - Nov 12, 2005 2:54:40 pm PST #4378 of 10003
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I introduced Teppy to Invader Zim and now she's going about crowing, "No one should taste so delicious!"
Wait, hadn't Teppy known about Zim before? Silly, silly woman.
DavidS - Nov 12, 2005 2:57:33 pm PST #4379 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Wait, hadn't Teppy known about Zim before?
I know, I was shocked. It's such a perfectly Tepulent show. I had to carefully explain that Gaz was in fact the forerunner to all the many, many goth cartoon girls currently running around on kid's shows these days. Every cartoon out there now has a goth girl or a black nerd boy for a sidekick, or (in some instances) both. It's a Thing.
And we didn't even see an episode with Gir in it! Gir's the best part.
sumi - Nov 12, 2005 3:00:21 pm PST #4380 of 10003
Art Crawl!!!
Today I got to sleep in and then I watch some tv including last Sunday's Desperate Housewives and then went to the post office. Afterwards I stopped by our local cafe and got a latte made by a cute young Italian barista and spent the rest of the day puttering and watching tv.
Also, there is no need to feel guilt because sometime in the afternoon it got all dark and it's been raining most of the evening.
P.M. Marc - Nov 12, 2005 3:00:24 pm PST #4381 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
How did I miss that Tep was going to SF? I usually am busy stalking her.
DCJensen - Nov 12, 2005 3:03:10 pm PST #4382 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
It's the middle of November in Minnesota. Why do we have a Tornado watch?
Weather is craxy weird.
DCJensen - Nov 12, 2005 3:34:27 pm PST #4383 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
Thunderstorm now. Wheee.
Susan W. - Nov 12, 2005 4:09:24 pm PST #4384 of 10003
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
I'd feel better about this whole going back to work thing if I could actually foresee myself getting a chance to relax any time in the next 5-10 years.
Seriously. That's why I'm annoyed about having to start Monday. This week I scrambled through Thursday to get my manuscript out the door, and have been scrambling ever since to get everything set up to start work. And it feels like I'll never, ever get the chance to just curl up with a book for the fun of it again ever in my life. At least not till I'm very, very old.
I'm so tired I want to cry, and I haven't even started work yet.