This works for me, saying, "OK, folks, I have this ____ I need to concentrate on, and I need some quiet to do that for a little while." The developmentally disabled people I work with can deal with that, and I'm expecting most other people can too.
Angel: If I'm not back in a couple of hours— Gunn: You're dead, we're screwed, end of the world.
'Underneath'
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.
WindSparrow - Dec 06, 2005 9:41:24 am PST #8094 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
beth b - Dec 06, 2005 9:42:36 am PST #8095 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
gotta go with Chicat here. though I gotta wonder why some people have them - we own ours because 1) it can haul eight foot boards 2) it hauls a bathtub 3) it hauls big ass speaker and other sound equipment 4) it is way better for me to drive in evil weather because it keeps other people light s out of my car in narrow canyons.
My sister owns a bigger one - fits the two dog. her other car, a Prius.
OTOH, I do know the drivers Connie speakes of. the ones who think SUV - self driving vehicle.
brenda m - Dec 06, 2005 9:43:42 am PST #8096 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Driving down from Green Bay once last winter, I have to admit to getting a bit of satisfaction at how many SUVs in ditches we passed.
amych - Dec 06, 2005 9:44:08 am PST #8097 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
And I didn't mean to include you in the comment, which I'll admit was too broad, ChiKat -- I was thinking of what I see locally, which is a high correlation between the biggest and most expensive SUV's, W04 stickers, and asshole behavior on the roads, but I do grok that people in places where conditions warrant them have better reasons to drive the things (and that some people here have good reasons too). No offense meant.
WindSparrow - Dec 06, 2005 9:44:55 am PST #8098 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Bwahahahahaahahahaha. I have successfully procrastinated on getting ready for work. I have to leave in two minutes and I haven't been in the shower yet. It's NOT WARM outside. Ask Juliana. We're having january weather.
Amy - Dec 06, 2005 9:46:21 am PST #8099 of 10003
Because books.
AmyLiz- not to be stalkerish, but I think you may be the closest Buffista to me! I am in Rochester.
::squints:: I see no axe, at least from over here, so I think you're okay.
We're in Fulton. Where we supposedly get even more snow than Syracuse and Rochester.
We should get together! I know a Beta: Bronze person in Rochester, as well, and she's lovely.
erikaj - Dec 06, 2005 9:47:30 am PST #8100 of 10003
Always Anti-fascist!
yeah...not every person driving a big vehicle drives like a dick, but I bet it's 2/3, locally. Especially when it rains.
Amy - Dec 06, 2005 9:49:25 am PST #8101 of 10003
Because books.
The real penis substitute, IMO, is the customized Harley (or other) with the roaring, testosterone-laden engine noise.
So. Very. Annoying.
Sophia Brooks - Dec 06, 2005 9:51:45 am PST #8102 of 10003
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
AmyLiz- I have lived for YEARS (or at least since 2000) with the nearest Buffista either in Toronto or NYC! This is so exciting!
ChiKat - Dec 06, 2005 9:53:00 am PST #8103 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?
I have to admit to getting a bit of satisfaction at how many SUVs in ditches we passed.
See? It's the stopping thing. We got a pretty good snow the Friday after T'giving. I was driving home, on side streets, in the worst of it. While my car handles great in the snow with no slips or slides, it does nothing for me when I try to stop. I saw a bunch of SUV's whizzing past me and all I could think was, "I don't wanna be near you when you hit a red light."