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Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!

River ,'War Stories'

Natter 40: The Nice One

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Aims - Nov 17, 2005 9:27:15 pm PST #5176 of 10006

Shit's all sorts of different now.

Aimée, you might want to take a look at House of Blues Concerts. They're often looking for accountants and/or box office managers. I can even prep you so you know what terms to drop in your cover letter and/or interviews.

ray of hope

Really? I will do that. Thank you so much!

Lee - Nov 17, 2005 9:27:37 pm PST #5177 of 10006

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Polgara, here's the recipe: [link]

Aims - Nov 17, 2005 9:28:58 pm PST #5178 of 10006

Shit's all sorts of different now.

The road to paradise is paved in caramel.

Which, I guess, is why it's hard to get to. What with getting stuck and all

So in all those nightmares where I'm trying to run and run and run and I can't mov, I'm on the road to paradise???

"There was no fear, there was no pain..."

Polgara - Nov 17, 2005 9:30:25 pm PST #5179 of 10006

Karma is a cat, sleeping in my lap cuz it loves me. ~TS

It's the sleepy poppy field blocking you from the Emerald City, only way more yummy.

Polgara - Nov 17, 2005 9:32:45 pm PST #5180 of 10006

Karma is a cat, sleeping in my lap cuz it loves me. ~TS

Looks yummy! Sadly, I don't cook. Caramel may be worth ten grand to me, but it's not worth actually assembling it.

Lee - Nov 17, 2005 9:33:44 pm PST #5181 of 10006

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Hmmm.

P.M. Marc - Nov 17, 2005 9:34:30 pm PST #5182 of 10006

So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I actually hit a point where I was sick of caramel for two days after I made a batch earlier this month.

I didn't think that was physically possible.

Lee - Nov 17, 2005 9:35:26 pm PST #5183 of 10006

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I have to give most of it away when I make it.

Allyson - Nov 17, 2005 9:35:28 pm PST #5184 of 10006

Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

For those unaware, Polgara has a....thing about caramel. It's like how lori feels about assembling IKEA furniture.

Polgara - Nov 17, 2005 9:35:54 pm PST #5185 of 10006

Karma is a cat, sleeping in my lap cuz it loves me. ~TS

I have not yet found my caramel ceiling. I suspect it's tiled with Cadbury Caramel Eggs, though.

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