I'll come walk Toto!
Clearly I am not accomplishing anything here. Well I am catching up on Daily Show and Colbert Reporrrrs. Which makes me happy. But I would totally come over and walk Toto.
Haven't you killed me enough for one day?
Mal ,'War Stories'
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.
Cass - Apr 20, 2006 12:08:07 pm PDT #468 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
vw bug - Apr 20, 2006 12:09:54 pm PDT #469 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
I gave in and walked the silly puppy dog. He really needed to go, poor guy. It's an hour early, though, so I don't know what was up with that.
I'm not normally a big Jim Carrey fan, but Dick and Jane looked kind of funny. Guess I'll start with that.
meara - Apr 20, 2006 12:33:55 pm PDT #470 of 10002
Dick and Jane was fun! And I enjoyed every minute of Sky Captain that had Angelina Jolie in it. Gwyneth, NSM.
Hi everybody! Glad I was entertaining last night....because OW, did it hurt this morning. Should've forced myself to have a few more glasses of water, apparently...
I'm super super sad I won't be seeing Fay at the F2F. Though I was kinda hoping she'd have to quit so I could say "Oh, well, come to DC then!"
Cass - Apr 20, 2006 12:41:20 pm PDT #471 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Glad I was entertaining last night....because OW, did it hurt this morning.So so so so soooo very entertaining. And I was reading on catch-up even thus not getting to play Spin the Drunk meara.
I can't multitask right now. The complex bit I am trying to get my brain to comprehend? Watching tv *and* catching up on yesterday's Natter. I mean, I gave into the power of sloth today but I should be able to surf and slounge at the same time without having to used the Go Back button.
Cass - Apr 20, 2006 12:42:19 pm PDT #472 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Whoops. Meant to also mention that I am sorry you were hurting this morning though. Because hangovers are just unfair.
Hil R. - Apr 20, 2006 12:46:28 pm PDT #473 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Hi everyone.
A bit under two more hours until Passover is over. I am SO going out for pasta. Or maybe ordering in pasta, since everyone seems to be busy tonight and I don't feel like going out by myself. But I will be consuming pasta, somehow.
Sparky1 - Apr 20, 2006 12:55:44 pm PDT #474 of 10002
Librarian Warlord
Yum, pasta. Usually my DH wants to go out for pizza at the end of Passover, but this year he doesn't seem to care.
Sorry you're hurting this morning, meara.
Yesterday I got a postcard in the mail for my 20th high school reunion, to which I had two reactions:
1) Fuck, I'm old.
2) No fucking way I'm paying money to go see those people.
And then it reminded me that I still need to send juliana $$ for the F2F because I will spend money to see you people.
ChiKat - Apr 20, 2006 12:59:40 pm PDT #475 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Sparky, you needed to follow my plan. Move out of state 2 months after high school graduation. I've never gotten any sort of reunion annoucements because they can't find me. And, it's my 20th this year, too.
ChiKat - Apr 20, 2006 1:00:06 pm PDT #476 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Oh! And, you're not old. Because if you are, I am too and I refuse that notion.
Sparky1 - Apr 20, 2006 1:05:45 pm PDT #477 of 10002
Librarian Warlord
ChiKat, I did move. I moved and left explicit instructions with my mother that if anyone asked (she was a teacher at my high school) she was to burst into tears and tell them I died. The bastages found me anyway. I did note that the address they used includes a mistake that originates with my subscription to the New Yorker.