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I like the way the walls go out. Gives you an open feeling. Firefly is a good design. People don't appreciate the substance of things. Objects in space. People miss out on what's solid.

Early ,'Objects In Space'

Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.

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P.M. Marc - Mar 19, 2006 2:23:20 pm PST #4399 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

Do you have rain barrels? I keep meaning to install some here, but with the baby and the apathy, haven't managed to do so.

Heck, I've still got last fall's mulch (in bags) in the back yard.

Next weekend, hell or high water, I HAVE to move the currants from the front yard to the back, and plant something in their place in the front. But that's next weekend.

This weekend is me hanging out inside with Lillian while Paul and his parents put up the fence we started a year ago.

Laura - Mar 19, 2006 2:31:07 pm PST #4400 of 10001

Our wings are not tired.

Boo. That's what I figured. The pretty grass would die a painful and quick death in this climate.

sj - Mar 19, 2006 2:31:59 pm PST #4401 of 10001

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Everyone just finally left my mother's house for a birthday party for my stepfather and his twin brother. I am amazed that only 14 people can manage to be so loud.

P.M. Marc - Mar 19, 2006 2:39:27 pm PST #4402 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

Yes, but Laura, you can grow MANGOS.

Which totally trump pretty grass.

Steph L. - Mar 19, 2006 2:45:11 pm PST #4403 of 10001

I look more rad than Lutheranism

So, SA was here visiting me this weekend, and last night we got dressed up, including corsets and (p)leather, and had much fun. And there were, of course, pictures. (Most pictures taken by The Boy, who was more than happy to watch hot girls lace each other into corsets....)

(Also, in these pictures, the only things that SA is wearing that belong to her are her boots and her corset. The pleather pants, necklace, earrings, and stockings [which you can't see] are mine, and the long PVC gloves belong to The Boy.)

Lacing up.
A little more.
And a little more.
Just a little more.
Laced up.
SA = HOTT.
Guh.
Gah.
Meep.
Me showing off my new shoes.
Being dorks.
Smooch.
Gosh, look at those.
And, presto! I will change you into a sex goddess!

P.M. Marc - Mar 19, 2006 2:49:09 pm PST #4404 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

RAAR!

Dang, you two are the hotness.

brenda m - Mar 19, 2006 2:50:30 pm PST #4405 of 10001

If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Day-um. I want to play dress-up! Also, I love your corset.

Pix - Mar 19, 2006 2:50:51 pm PST #4406 of 10001

The status is NOT quo.

What they said!

Laura - Mar 19, 2006 2:55:30 pm PST #4407 of 10001

Our wings are not tired.

My screen melted!!! Wow. Such hottitude!

I will have to send you mangoes Plei. I have 3 trees and so so many of them. Late summer I think.

sj - Mar 19, 2006 2:58:23 pm PST #4408 of 10001

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Very hot pictures! I want to play dress up.

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