Count the flecks of tea that escaped the bag. When you wake up....
Who among us can ignore the allure of really funny math puns?
Willow ,'Empty Places'
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.
sarameg - Jan 06, 2006 1:40:13 pm PST #8404 of 10002
beth b - Jan 06, 2006 1:44:57 pm PST #8405 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I am drinking earl grey tea with lavender -- and now, I want ginger ale
damn the hive mind...
DebetEsse - Jan 06, 2006 1:46:18 pm PST #8406 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.
I have TJ's Ginger Beer in my fridge. I'm saving it for a reward when I've accomplished something.
Sue - Jan 06, 2006 1:47:57 pm PST #8407 of 10002
hip deep in pie
I thought mint tea was supposed to be invigorating?
Lee - Jan 06, 2006 1:50:03 pm PST #8408 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Is it? It's failing at that too.
Also, I have no desire to fondle it, the way I would a diet coke can, but maybe that's just me.
§ ita § - Jan 06, 2006 1:51:15 pm PST #8409 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Try chamomile, Perkins.
Lee - Jan 06, 2006 1:54:23 pm PST #8410 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm not sure we have any. I should go look.
Sue - Jan 06, 2006 1:55:07 pm PST #8411 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Also, I have no desire to fondle it, the way I would a diet coke can, but maybe that's just me.
What happens between you and consenting beverages is your own business, Perkins.
Daisy Jane - Jan 06, 2006 1:55:14 pm PST #8412 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Mmmmm. Chamomile.
Really. Gone now.
Lee - Jan 06, 2006 2:07:13 pm PST #8413 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
What happens between you and consenting beverages is your own business, Perkins.
At least there are no goats involved, and no thrubbing.