Hiya, Margaret!
Sorry 'bout the burger, Beverly. Dentist~ma to you.
Funny thing about black and white. You mix it together and you get gray. And it doesn't matter how much white you try and put back in, you're never gonna get anything but gray.
Lilah ,'Destiny'
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.
Calli - May 30, 2006 6:24:53 am PDT #6664 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Ginger - May 30, 2006 6:27:33 am PDT #6665 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Hi, Margaret!
Sorry about the tooth, Bev.
I'm really much better. It's mainly down to dreadful coughing. At least I have a lot of my brain back.
Cass - May 30, 2006 6:32:33 am PDT #6666 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.
Cass, please to stop with the sickness, now. F2F is long over.Like Ginger's journal (heh! so funny, so accurate!), I am actually in the getting better stages. Sinus drainage doesn't seem to be a fan of horizontal. But, yes, I demand good health now as well. [Head O' Snot, listen to Cindy, she's smart and can be the boss of me while you continue to eat my brain. KThxBye!]
But, I also am a grade whore. Anything so I actually learn the shit.Wanting to learn is good. And seems un-grade whore-y to me. Not that there is anything wrong with either.
So gronk. Might take cat nap now that the cat has been fed and will stop bugging me. So, a catless nap, if you will.
eta: Post number of doom, now with extra evil
Cass - May 30, 2006 6:34:49 am PDT #6667 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.
I'm really much better. It's mainly down to dreadful coughing. At least I have a lot of my brain back.Hee! We are as one almost.
Sorry to hear about the tooth, Bev. I hope the dental appt is quick and easy and painless. And that I learn how to use a comma.
Amy - May 30, 2006 6:41:00 am PDT #6668 of 10002
Because books.
::waves at Margaret::
Boo on the broken tooth, Bev.
I am actually in the getting better stages. Sinus drainage doesn't seem to be a fan of horizontal.
I am, too. Nighttime is still rough with the coughing, but daytime is much better.
I have some good yelling at people to do. That could be fun.
Oooh! Could you yell at some people for me, too?
juliana - May 30, 2006 6:49:45 am PDT #6669 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Hey, y'all. Timelies 'n' stuff.
Em, you know I love SF, but I also think Portland is Teh Awesome, and you can easily live in both cities car-free, with the option of ZipCar/FlexCar/City CarShare/etc., for the wheely-option.
beth b - May 30, 2006 6:52:38 am PDT #6670 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
my electric kettle is broken. I do not have a regular kettle. but the microwave does not make tea. I need tea when my allergies are like this. luckily I remember ed that you can boil water on a stove without a kettle.
braaaiiiinnnnns
Cass - May 30, 2006 6:56:10 am PDT #6671 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.
luckily I remembered that you can boil water on a stove without a kettle.Took me a moment or three to figure out how.
neeeeeeeeeeeeed braaaiiiinnnnns
Deena - May 30, 2006 7:00:45 am PDT #6672 of 10002
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
I want to play with beads, but mostly I'm working (with frequent breaks to read the board...mental health!).
Boo on the tooth broken by bone fragment, Bev, and boo to the snot monsters, wherever they roam.
I am so glad Margaret isn't Thatcher. That would just be too freaky. Hello Margaret!
When I lived in Oregon, I had relatives in Portland (I believe they've mostly relocated to Oklahoma, now). All I remember of that city is the freaky highways. I'd never seen so many lanes in my life, and there were no views! It was all concrete! I believe I'm predisposed to dislike Portland all because I was a naive 10 the last time I visited there and couldn't see past the scary roads.
I have to go back to work now, dang it. Don't have too much fun without me.
Polter-Cow - May 30, 2006 7:01:53 am PDT #6673 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Hey, peoples. I'm going to attempt to start hanging in here again, even though it's really hard to actually keep up so I might end up skipping and skimming a lot, but the F2F reminded me how much I miss you guys.
Saturday night, I was hanging in L.A. with some TWoP friends, all of whom were girls, and my mom called. I didn't pick up, and then she called again, so I picked up so as not to get an earful later, but I forgot to give the "Shh, she can hear female voices from a mile away!" warning.
My mom asked what I was doing, and I said I was hanging out with friends in L.A. Who? she asked, and I said friends I know from VM, and I tried to change the subject by asking her if she'd watched any yet (I'd sent her the DVDs for Mother's Day).
She came back to the Who question, and I tried to deflect it by pointing out that she wouldn't know who I was talking about anyway, so I named a name, Elisabeth, and some of the girls on the couch called, "Hi, Sunil's mom!"
She asked if things were okay, and I said yes, and she asked if I knew what she meant by okay, and I said YES, and it's become such a rote Q & A that I'm amazed she bothers to trust me. She just wanted to make sure there was an open line of communication, that I'd tell her if anything happened, and I said yeah, and for the last two years, I've been able to get by with that sort of "honesty," but I realized afterward that in the last week or so I've made out with one girl and kissed two others (not that those were anything more than friendly drunken affections, but somehow I don't think that would comfort her), and I hadn't even thought of that when I simply agreed with her, and it's a slippery slope when you begin lying to your mother.