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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.
We need some sort of Magic 8-Ball USB interface. Then the M8B can answer our email for us.
Off to grab some lunch before my exam. See you on the other side.
good luck...
Gronklies.
Phew.
Hallo lovelies! I have nothing of import to say, but it's nice to be here. Snugglies also are good. As is snerking over the FCMing of dead gay mathematicians.
Luck to vw! Patience and zen-ma to Nora.
Pretty pretty pictures, Raq--that's a very happy Mal, indeed. And an adorable one.
Ooh, Laura, I'll take your cold snap, too. I'm tired of winter already, and we haven't even had snow.
Oh! In my excitement over the Fluevogs, I completely forgot to post about the exciting 2:30 AM that DH had. He was up late writing, as he normally is, and when he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and finally come to bed, he saw a TINY MOUSE dart behind the toilet. He was able to trap it in the trash can, but couldn't bring himself to kill it (it was teensy -- only about an inch and a half long), so he walked a block down the street and tossed it into the road. He also told it in no uncertain terms not to come back. I'm just hoping it was a tiny adult, and not a baby, because baby mouse would imply mama mouse which would imply more babies. (Which would explain how they've been evading the traps, because they probably don't weigh enough to trip the flipper things.)
So anyway. That was DH's exciting night that I completely slept through.
Also, FCM: Occam, Schrödinger, Magic 8-Ball
Well, I wouldn't F or M Schrödinger, as you'd never know if he was alive or dead in there. So C Schrödinger. The M8B always tells me what I want to hear, so M. And then F Occam is the simplest answer.
Heh.