Emily is going to kill me. I just made an appointment for us to go see an apartment tomorrow.
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[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.
vw bug - Jan 15, 2006 6:24:27 am PST #4577 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Anne W. - Jan 15, 2006 6:46:19 am PST #4578 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Still feeling urpy, but I have ginger tea and white toast, courtesy of Mom. Boy it's nice having relatives in town.
I have yet to eat anything today, and to be honest, I'm not even sure that I want the toast, even though I'm hungry.
Jessica - Jan 15, 2006 6:54:43 am PST #4579 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
My apartment has no heat, and the guy who normally fixes the boiler is in Long Island. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Anne, try ice chips until you're feeling like you want solid food. Fennel tea is also good for calming the stomach.
WindSparrow - Jan 15, 2006 7:14:05 am PST #4580 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Anne, so glad you are not all on your own with the ickiness.
WindSparrow - Jan 15, 2006 9:58:58 am PST #4581 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I figured something out. Several times recently, I have noticed Harvey smelling, not precisely flowery, but far more botanical than I would expect given the aroma of cat food. Today I smelled the same scent in the bathroom, some while after Daniel had gotten cleaned up for the day. I poked my nose into his side of the cabinet, and sure enough the smell was the smell of his shaving cream. This, naturally enough, explains both Harvey's scent, and his bare ears. What I have yet to figure out is how Harvey manages to hold a razor without opposable thumbs.
Daniel, I know we talk about the cats as though they are children, but don't you think 7 is a little too young to be teaching the boy how to shave?
SuziQ - Jan 15, 2006 10:08:28 am PST #4582 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I am a noodle.
Correction, I am a lavender scented, overcooked noodle that has no starch left...
Boneless. That is me.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Jessica - Jan 15, 2006 10:10:11 am PST #4583 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
The heat is back!
Apparently the guy who used to have an art studio downstairs turned off the electric bit of the boiler system when he left (he's been moving out for the past couple of weeks, and used to store stuff in the cellar).
I'm pretty sure he's gone for good now. I wonder if that means I can steal the barstools he left in the studio?
DCJensen - Jan 15, 2006 10:16:34 am PST #4584 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
What I have yet to figure out is how Harvey manages to hold a razor without opposable thumbs.
Hush, Pinky, I'm pondering.
WindSparrow - Jan 15, 2006 10:18:25 am PST #4585 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Hush, Pinky, I'm pondering.
Narf!
Cass - Jan 15, 2006 10:18:32 am PST #4586 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Still feeling urpy, but I have ginger tea and white toast, courtesy of Mom. Boy it's nice having relatives in town.Anne, I hope you feel better very soon. It is nice to have relatives in town at times like this.
This, naturally enough, explains both Harvey's scent, and his bare ears. What I have yet to figure out is how Harvey manages to hold a razor without opposable thumbs.It's absolutely not the most interesting explanation but could Harvey be rubbing up against Daniel's post-shave face and be having a reaction to the shaving cream?
Yay noodlerific MG!
Mom coming down this morning has transmogrified into coming down this afternoon. I am happily slurping coffee and content.
I did skip the farmer's market today. I am still tempted to go but I can't imagine not buying flowers and since I couldn't breathe all of yesterday, flowers (even ones I usually have with no issues) seem like pushing the needle too far. Some pretty pretty flowers shouldn't hurt me, right?
eta: Yay heat! And I think the barstools want to live with you now, Jessica.