'Objects In Space'
[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.
Except in this case, the stupid people aren't laughing.
Yeah. But, I don't know how else to deal with this shit anymore. I have no energy left for anger (my anger levels short circuited after the election last year) so all I can do is laugh and laugh and laugh and make sure my passport is up to date and that I have water and canned food in the basement. And booze.
Sparky! Your New Zealand pictures are great -- makes me want to go there even more.
Nora, want a lunch budy? If we go to our favorite place, I could even try some soup!
Sadly, I have both a conference AND class in Chestnut Hill today, so I cannot squeeze a lovely lunch in.
And, it's too cold for you to be out gallavanting, young lady!!!! Though, oh. I'm sure you know this from walking Toto. Bundle up!
We should do lunch between semesters though.
all I can do is laugh and laugh and laugh and make sure my passport is up to date and that I have water and canned food in the basement. And booze.
And porn (before they take it away). And marital aids (before they take them away). And birth control....
yeah, once the birth control option ends, I will also need to leave.
Everybody suggest one book they love that was published before 1923.
Three Men in a Boat: To say nothing of the dog by Jerome K. Jerome
Quote: Feeling seedy, muses one of them dreamily, "What we want is rest."
They could be Bitches! The snark is supreme.
I send different cards to different people (or did, in the years I've sent cards). Most of our family and friends fall somewhere between [Christian] and [not non-Christian]. They get Christmas cards, usually with a Christian theme, because that is what I am celebrating. Our Jewish friends get Hanukkah cards when I find and send them in time, and "holiday" cards when I don't. One Jewish friend who is an amateur photographer, and makes his own (gorgeous) cards, sends us Christmas cards. My Wiccan cousins still celebrate Christmas. I'm not in card-sending sorts of relationships with any of my completely irreligious friends.
And, it's too cold for you to be out gallavanting, young lady!!!! Though, oh. I'm sure you know this from walking Toto. Bundle up!
Hee! I do know this from walking Toto. Although, I really need to get to class tonight, so there will be some gallavanting out to that.
My choice in cards tends to be dictated by what pretty cards I find. Last year most of them were blank.
I'm thinking of maybe going with "Happy Winter!" this year.
Weatherbug gives a very precise -5.2˚F this morning.
Obligatory mention of the current brisk 74˚F.
My cards say Happy Holidays or some such thing, but I intend to say Merry Christmas inside when I feel like it.
And in other religious-right complaints, they feel W. has fallen from his evangelical status because the White House cards say "Happy Holidays".
Love it. Clearly Dubbya is a closet atheist.