I love Billy Collins. The lanyard poem is okay, but I love the Trouble with Poetry.
You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!
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 31, 2005 1:27:37 pm PST #6421 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Jesse - Dec 31, 2005 1:38:53 pm PST #6422 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Good lord, sara! Flirting?!??!
sarameg - Dec 31, 2005 1:46:56 pm PST #6423 of 10002
Hey, it's been known to happen. And sometimes I even notice it. I wasn't flirting much back, mostly just laughing really hard.
HAH! I conquered the timer for the lights in the stairwell. It was all fucked up and those stairs are dangerous in the dark.
msbelle - Dec 31, 2005 1:56:47 pm PST #6424 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
cutiepie flirty saracakes.
sarameg - Dec 31, 2005 2:01:56 pm PST #6425 of 10002
That should do me for, oh, another year.
Steph L. - Dec 31, 2005 2:04:08 pm PST #6426 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Billy Collins is on my radio!
I have such a crush on him.
Lee - Dec 31, 2005 2:25:09 pm PST #6427 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I don't know who Billy Collins is.
beth b - Dec 31, 2005 2:26:39 pm PST #6428 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
dh is napping. I was napping, but I am awake at the momet. Cat want to go out, but the inconsiderate neighbors are running a chain saw and the cat finds it a very scary noise. But it is my fault the scary noise is out there.
I have meatballs in the crock pot and clothes in the wash for tonights hootennanny down at the cafe. Last year I ended up pogoing in 4 inch heels. ow.
Lee - Dec 31, 2005 2:29:09 pm PST #6429 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Napping is good.
Juliana is napping, and I think I am about to be.
juliana - Dec 31, 2005 2:41:06 pm PST #6430 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
juliana did not achieve nappage. Can't sleep, new life will eat me.