It's not the show, sj. It's a lecture on the book and show.
Jayne: We was just about to spring into action, Captain. Complicated escape and rescue op. Wash: I was going to watch. It was very exciting.
'Shindig'
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 20, 2006 1:49:20 pm PST #5512 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Steph L. - Jan 20, 2006 1:49:26 pm PST #5513 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
A sick part of me likes these: [link]
That site has all-red cowboy boots!!!!
Do you know for how long I've wanted red cowboy boots?????
A long time. I know what I'm buying soon....
Atropa - Jan 20, 2006 1:58:09 pm PST #5514 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
meep.
Um, I have interviews with two different companies next week. This has never happened before.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 20, 2006 1:59:47 pm PST #5515 of 10001
What is even happening?
Oh! Jilli~ma to those companies.
Atropa - Jan 20, 2006 2:04:21 pm PST #5516 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
If both of them make me offers, I honestly don't know what I will do. Besides laugh a trifle hysterically, that is.
vw bug - Jan 20, 2006 2:04:41 pm PST #5517 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Go Jilli!
JZ - Jan 20, 2006 2:23:21 pm PST #5518 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
If both of them make me offers, I honestly don't know what I will do. Besides laugh a trifle hysterically, that is.
Slather their prettiest HR reps with melted chocolate, sprinkle them with candied violet petals, and tell them to duke it out while you sit in one of those tennis-ref elevated chairs with a little parasol. Then laugh a trifle hysterically.
My usually comfiest bra has developed an aggressively bloodthirsty underwire. This takes me down to two bras that aren't crap and one that's kind of okay if I squint and don't breathe too deep. Curses.
DCJensen - Jan 20, 2006 3:16:03 pm PST #5519 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Reading Bitches the last few years, I'm of the opinion there should be someone to whom women can take a favorite old bra in for a refurb or repair.
Sort of like a cobbler of corsets and other undergarments.
meara - Jan 20, 2006 3:20:16 pm PST #5520 of 10001
ARGH. SO freaking annoyed.
So my friend says "a friend is having her birthday party at the CC Ballroom, there's a swing dance lesson at 8:30 and then dancing to a band at 9, me and my gf and her friend are going, wanna go?". And I think "great fun! people, adn a lesson, so I know what I"m doing (at least teh basic)" She's going to pick me up.
I talk to another friend, who is all "Oh, I was hoping you could come with me to pick up (HOTT girl from out of town), and then we're going out". Reluctantly I say I can't, becuase I already promised to swing dance (and hey, swing dancing!)
As of 8:15 (edit: note that it'll take at least 20 minutes to GET there, never mind parking), my friend was like "I'm just leaving the barber shop, and walking home". AND, come to find out (when I call her gf) that the gf and other friend aren't coming.
I'm so freakin' annoyed. If I don't have any idea what I"m doing, and don't know anyone but my friend (WHO WON"T DANCE), this is NOT FUN, and I COULD"VE BEEN HANGING OUT WITH A HOT CANADIAN.
And my friend doesn't seem to get why I'm pissed. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
Betsy HP - Jan 20, 2006 3:22:46 pm PST #5521 of 10001
If I only had a brain...