I'm fine, Perkins, thanks. Just aggravated with myself. And a little smelly.
That I can fix, though.
Mal: He calls back, you keep them occupied. Wash: What do I do, shadow puppets?
'The Message'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
-t - May 09, 2006 5:57:30 pm PDT #3625 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
WindSparrow - May 09, 2006 5:58:32 pm PDT #3626 of 10002
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.
-t, hope you are not hurt badly. It sounds worrying.
ETA: x-posty. Glad you are ok.
sumi - May 09, 2006 6:06:29 pm PDT #3627 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!
Actually -- depending on when you stop after GiGi gets sent back to her Nanny, Christopher gets back into bed with Lorelai and puts his arm around her. Focus moves to Lorelai's face, which hasn't changed expression once -- then fade to black.
Amy - May 09, 2006 6:16:13 pm PDT #3628 of 10002
Because books.
-t! "Mixed review" is a nice way to put it. Glad you're okay, if stinky.
sumit, you're right. Gee, it was only two hours ago and I've already forgotten stuff!
d - May 09, 2006 6:20:10 pm PDT #3629 of 10002
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.
Thanks guys!
meara - May 09, 2006 6:27:02 pm PDT #3630 of 10002
ion, I am wearing Meara's vest. Or - not vest, because you folks use vest to mean waistcoat. Er. Wifebeatery thingy? For girls? Whatever you call that? Anyway, it's green, and it goes with my skirt, and I wore it to school today. Yes
Er...it sounds nice, but how it's mine, I am befuddled...I left a tanktop there? But, ya know, if it gives you a frisson of buffistaporn, well...I'm all for it!
The Kinsey Scale is Fay's bitch.
I love this. Hee.
I have to admit, LEGO foreskins make me laugh and laugh.
This is such a wrong wrong thought.
My parents didn't know Hec existed until he asked me to marry him. That may be taking it a bit far, admittedly.
This is my plan. Until I marry Hec, my parents won't know that he...wait, something's wrong with that plan...
I was in a meeting from 7pm until a few minutes before 11. Most of it was not anything that actually directly involved me, but the organizer has been REALLY BAD this year about telling me shit, and so I was afraid if I left, she'd get into a conversation about shit that I need to know, and assume that because she told *someone*, I knew. Or that I didn't need to know. ARGH.
Now to watch Veronica Mars.
beth b - May 09, 2006 6:44:09 pm PDT #3631 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
If my skin doesn't stop itching I may have to just discard it and get some new skin.
DavidS - May 09, 2006 6:49:25 pm PDT #3632 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
If my skin doesn't stop itching I may have to just discard it and get some new skin.
We could spray you with liquid latex. I see you in a black latex skin tight look.
billytea - May 09, 2006 7:12:47 pm PDT #3633 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
This is such a wrong wrong thought.
But it would make a bris so much simpler.
WindSparrow - May 09, 2006 7:12:54 pm PDT #3634 of 10002
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.
Oh beth, itchiness is way worse than pain of the same intensity. Unless it actually stops when you scratch, in which case it's goooood. But when does that happen? Never.