but the impending sprogfall has assured SF's place on my agenda. For that matter, I'll be flying out from SFO.
Righteous!
Whyfore are you so mean to sugar-deprived Teppy?
Eat a leafy green.
::checks bin::
Mustard greens for you! No sugar!
Inara: I think she looks adorable. Mal: Yeah, but I never said it.
'Shindig'
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.
DavidS - May 14, 2006 7:34:16 pm PDT #4763 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Nicole - May 14, 2006 7:37:18 pm PDT #4764 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
So very glad Hec is not in charge of the menu for Prom or the hospitality suite.
Steph L. - May 14, 2006 7:39:22 pm PDT #4765 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Whyfore are you so mean to sugar-deprived Teppy?
Eat a leafy green.
Kiss my leafy green, buddy!
(The level of crankitude and other withdrawal symptoms is directly proportional to how big of a junkie I am.)
At the Mothers' Day festivities today, I did not have dessert (pound cake with ice cream and strawberries in some sort of goo that doubtless was a sugar-laden goo). I am VERY proud of my ability to resist Teh White Devil. I deserve a gold star. Or! A cookie! Yes. A COOKIE DEAR GOD I DESERVE A COOKIE!!!
This has taught me to NEVER try to go off caffeine.
Burrell - May 14, 2006 7:44:05 pm PDT #4766 of 10002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Oh Teppy! I so feel for you right now.
bt, I didn't realize you'd be visiting (yes, I never get to b.org anymore). I LOVE the Wild Animal Park.
billytea - May 14, 2006 7:44:47 pm PDT #4767 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.
Woot!!!
Let me tell you, it wasn't easy to squeeze it in the schedule. I had to fight! For my right! to Ci-i-i-i-incy!
billytea - May 14, 2006 7:46:39 pm PDT #4768 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.
bt, I didn't realize you'd be visiting (yes, I never get to b.org anymore). I LOVE the Wild Animal Park.
Well, exactly. No way can I come stateside without checking it out (again).
Steph L. - May 14, 2006 7:49:00 pm PDT #4769 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Woot!!!
Let me tell you, it wasn't easy to squeeze it in the schedule. I had to fight! For my right! to Ci-i-i-i-incy!
Awwww. I'm doubly thrilled, then. Woot Woot!!!
Burrell - May 14, 2006 7:49:40 pm PDT #4770 of 10002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I always wind up on that train ride. Next time I'm there, I want to take one of the walks so I can see the primates. Or maybe the lions. That would be fun too. And the kids would prefer walking (or in their case, being pushed in the stroller.)
billytea - May 14, 2006 8:17:01 pm PDT #4771 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.
I always wind up on that train ride. Next time I'm there, I want to take one of the walks so I can see the primates. Or maybe the lions. That would be fun too. And the kids would prefer walking (or in their case, being pushed in the stroller.)
I love both, not to mention just sitting around in one of the aviaries and watching the pretty birdies. But of course with kids in tow there's a stamina issue there. I keep failing to do the bottom of the hill justice. It's usually getting on by the time I get there. I tend to start with the Californian condors and burrowing owls and work down. This time shall be different! (Well. Not the starting with the condors and owls. I can see that staying the same.)
P.M. Marc - May 14, 2006 8:29:49 pm PDT #4772 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Teppy! I survived the weekend, too! And that meant I didn't eat birthday cake yesterday!
I did try a small bite of a cookie my mother had made, to remind myself that she likes some weird shit. As it was hardly what one would call treat-like, I don't think that's a slip.
Okay, I did have mimosas, but those don't count.
Erika, you were blonde before, now you are Blonde.
Nora, ugh.
Umm... I didn't skim, but I failed to meara. Sorry?
I just haven't been home almost all weekend, on account of Scheduled Events. Hugs, love, and whatev to whoev.