Oh, ick. Baseball.
I'd forgotten.
::twitch::
Perfect spring day? That'd be a year ago next month. Holy carp, can you believe she's 11 months old today?
Look, you got a little stabbed the other day. That's bound to make anyone a mite ornery.
Mal ,'Ariel'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
P.M. Marc - Mar 13, 2006 2:25:56 pm PST #3392 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
erikaj - Mar 13, 2006 2:28:18 pm PST #3393 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Cool. Although how pathetic a fangirl am I, waiting around for *two years* My next tattoo will have to be "Chase's Bitch", huh?
Trudy Booth - Mar 13, 2006 2:28:28 pm PST #3394 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I woke up from my nap not sweating -- I think my fever has broken. So if its spring yet, today.
amych - Mar 13, 2006 2:32:38 pm PST #3395 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Holy carp, can you believe she's 11 months old today?
Nope. Happy .917 birthday, La Squeak!
Fern Armstrong - Mar 13, 2006 2:56:54 pm PST #3396 of 10001
TV news psychic
Long-time lurker delurking.
A favorite spring day: One Easter Sunday when I was 9 or so. We were at my grandparents' place in the Sierras, and my mom took my brother and me on a hike while my grandfather hid Easter eggs. We saw a doe and her fawn.
Thing I'm looking forward to: The Avengers, Mutants and Flipper at the Fillmore on April 8. No time like the present to relive my youth!
SailAweigh - Mar 13, 2006 3:14:40 pm PST #3397 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Oh, my gosh. How does one pick just one spring day? I can remember hunting Easter eggs at my grandparent's farm, picking strawberries for shortcake, grinding away at the handcrank ice cream maker for the best strawberry ice cream ever, being small enough to climb the pear tree without being yelled at by grandpa and the watching the goldfish in grandma's fish pond float lazily along. But, I can't tell you if that was just one day or a number of different days that all blend into my feeling of SPRING! It's SPRING, NOW!
As for looking forward to something, there's a flamenco guitar concert the end of next week that I'm looking forward to. It's a form of music I fell in love with in Spain. And, oh! That's another cool Easter memory. Watching the local folks dancing to the Sevillana in the town square. Gasping at how high they could toss each other with a blanket held by a dozen people. And running like hell behind the highest barrier when they let the bull loose. Oh, yeah, Easter in Arcos and Vejer, not something to be forgotten.
Pix - Mar 13, 2006 3:18:46 pm PST #3398 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
I've never liked spring. In New England, spring is wet and muddy and cold.
But those few weeks before summer fully appeared, when I could finally feel the sun warming my skin--when the summer birds start singing me awake in the morning?
Oh yes.
Lee - Mar 13, 2006 3:31:16 pm PST #3399 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I just got the following message from Cass:
Am in Portland. Am applying shower, fire and wine. Should be human tomorrow.
Sparky1 - Mar 13, 2006 3:40:20 pm PST #3400 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
Yay for Cass! I'm sorry I missed her this weekend.
I have spent the whole afternoon translating old English law things into Modern American Research Assistant.
sj - Mar 13, 2006 4:03:31 pm PST #3401 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I just got back from visiting the nephews. We gave the baby a bath, where he splashed me repeatedly, he threw food at me at dinner, and then he tried to bite when I told him he couldn't climb on the dresser for the 20th time in a row. It was a blast! He's the cutest 14 month old ever.