Huh. 6.
Tracy: Well-- That call -- That call means you just murdered me. Mal: No, son. You murdered yourself. I just carried the bullet a while.
'The Message'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Kat - Dec 02, 2005 7:03:43 pm PST #8924 of 10006
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Lee - Dec 02, 2005 7:03:43 pm PST #8925 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I thought so (to both ita and msbelle)
§ ita § - Dec 02, 2005 7:04:48 pm PST #8926 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
msbelle, BEFORE I GO INSANE I HOLD MY PILLOW TO MY HEAD AND SPRING UP IN MY BED SCREAMING OUT THE WORDS I DREAD
Lee - Dec 02, 2005 7:05:52 pm PST #8927 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
hehehe. ita posted in the wrong place.
msbelle - Dec 02, 2005 7:07:33 pm PST #8928 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
7.
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Jesse - Dec 02, 2005 7:08:55 pm PST #8929 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Third Wilson = Andrew.
FYI.
sarameg - Dec 02, 2005 7:11:56 pm PST #8930 of 10006
Shit, I forgot to pinch sara's cheeks.
No, you didn't. You were just offput by my ferocious growl, damnit. Let a girl have some dignity.
And msbelle, one person gets a pass, and that's you. Because it was too late, only.
Kat, um, when I figure out a way to get them to a computer whose connection to the net isn't slower than shit? (I actually have a plan involving my pink jump drive and a pc at work.) lori's got some of them, but not the last boat ride.
msbelle - Dec 02, 2005 7:14:12 pm PST #8931 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
because you looooove me.
msbelle - Dec 02, 2005 7:15:40 pm PST #8932 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
ok jackholes and hole-ettes, I gotta go to bed. 8:20 meeting tomorrow and I have to have my clean ironed clothes on and a purty face, so I needs my sleep.
EAT IT! and sweet dreams.
Lee - Dec 02, 2005 7:16:25 pm PST #8933 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Night Msbelle!
I will step up the stalking, while you are gone.