Mal: Okay. She won't be winning any beauty contests anytime soon. But she is solid. Ship like this, be with ya 'til the day you die. Zoe: 'Cause it's a deathtrap.

'Out Of Gas'


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.


DCJensen - May 23, 2006 4:38:26 pm PDT #5713 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

I have the F2F crud

Wow, it's like a mini version of the "new workplace" crud, or the spread of bugs with the advances of travel that led to the whole "never trust strangers" attitude among.....

Okay, I over extrapolated again. I think I hurt something this time.

Maybe it's time for steak. I wonder if the winds have died down enough for the grill...


DCJensen - May 23, 2006 4:42:25 pm PDT #5714 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Before I go grillin'...

Artificial sweeteners speed alcohol into blood

LOS ANGELES (Reuters Health) - Alcoholic drinks made with artificial sweeteners lead to a high rate of alcohol absorption, resulting in a greater blood alcohol peak and concentration than from drinks made with sugar-based mixers.


tommyrot - May 23, 2006 4:45:10 pm PDT #5715 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Huh. I almost always drink diet soda, except I can't stand the tast of diet soda mixed with booze and must use the sugared kind.


Sparky1 - May 23, 2006 5:04:18 pm PDT #5716 of 10002
Librarian Warlord

Go, Aimee! Learn!

Congrats on your A, Nora!

Cashmere, I'm so glad you and yours are safe. Very scary.

Hil, I would advise you not to miss out on seeing someone whose company you enjoy, and whose presence will only be fleeting. The older I've gotten (and the longer I am out of school) the more my friends have scattered, and I wish it didn't happen that way. Grab the opportunity. (Guess who is missing the F2F crowd and sorry she didn't spend more time with people?)

Work is going to kil me ded tomorrow. Too many meetings, and too much work likely to result from those meetings. Please stop the clock now, while I am home in my comfy clothes, please.


meara - May 23, 2006 5:42:11 pm PDT #5717 of 10002

Though giving the matter some thought, I think there is a possibility I would wind up calling a kidlet of my very own 'woolly penguin'.

Ooh. Well, you could have multiple children, and call ONE naked mole rat, and the OTHER wooly penguin!

Hil, you should reply to all and tell him you'd love to come. That way, AwkwardBoy can know you're coming, and decide for himself whether awkward is acceptable or not.

Cash, that is very freaking creepy, especially that a bystander got shot!


Hil R. - May 23, 2006 5:48:22 pm PDT #5718 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Hil, you should reply to all and tell him you'd love to come. That way, AwkwardBoy can know you're coming, and decide for himself whether awkward is acceptable or not.

Can't. He sent it out BCCing everybody.

I emailed him back saying that I might make it, but I've got some other stuff I might have to do that day (which is true.) I'll figure this out later, but I think I'm going to end up going.


Steph L. - May 23, 2006 5:54:17 pm PDT #5719 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Nora with the A! Yay! (It rhymes!)

I called The Boy. He sounded happy to hear from me, and then, channeling his inner 5-year-old, wanted to claim his loot nownownow; I told him I'd like nothing more, but my Ick is pretty fierce. (Also, I'm grubby and smelly.) But tomorrow he's claiming his loot.

That's not a euphemism.


beth b - May 23, 2006 5:57:20 pm PDT #5720 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

That's not a euphemism.

sure


Steph L. - May 23, 2006 5:58:53 pm PDT #5721 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism

That's not a euphemism.

sure

*My* booty is not *his* booty.

Though there could be sex. Perhaps it could cure the Ick.


Lee - May 23, 2006 5:59:26 pm PDT #5722 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Yay for Nora and her A!