(I must admit, there were no sunglasses - couldn't find them in time. Should buy some new ones, really...)
Jars, send me your snailmail addy? (thingsinvisibletosee at gmail dot com)
Wash: Little River just gets more colorful by the moment. What'll she do next? Zoe: Either blow us all up or rub soup in our hair. It's a toss-up. Wash: I hope she does the soup thing. It's always a hoot, and we don't all die from it.
'Objects In Space'
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.
Fay - Jun 03, 2006 1:45:58 am PDT #7616 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Jars - Jun 03, 2006 1:52:28 am PDT #7617 of 10002
Insent, Fay.
ETA ask if there's anything I can send from Yorkshire that you might like?
Cass - Jun 03, 2006 2:05:16 am PDT #7618 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 must admit, there were no sunglasses - couldn't find them in time. Should buy some new ones, really...)You have no sunglasses? How do you exist in sunlight?
Jars! Sunglasses, our Fay needs sunglasses!
Jars - Jun 03, 2006 2:08:06 am PDT #7619 of 10002
I don't have sunglasses because I can't wear them over my own glasses. So I wear hats, but then sometimes the hats I have don't go with the clothes I'm wearing so I just have to squint. It's not an ideal situation.
Also, why is my cold making me dizzy? What possible reason could it have?
Cass - Jun 03, 2006 2:17:30 am PDT #7620 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 will happily wear hats and sunglasses. I think there are pictures of this. Should I ever need to wear glasses all of the time instead of just while reading or megacomputing, I will need those mag ones that snap on top of the glasses and then hold on for dear life. To protect me from the scary bright sun.
Bad cold, no dizzying up the girl.
Tired again. Going back to sleep. If I can figure out what Puppycat is scurrying after. Or convince her to stop. Whichever.
Volans - Jun 03, 2006 3:10:20 am PDT #7621 of 10002
move out and draw fire
Oh Fay that sounds absolutely lovely. Except for the bit about the cockroach.
My travel-avoidant DH (yes, he's the one who wanted to be a diplomat since he was little) is actually excited about our trip to Egypt this fall.
Actually, another friend just went to Egypt for R&R, but to a Red Sea resort. This is the one who had a grenade tossed at her house. I asked if she'd gotten bored waiting for her house to be bombed and had gone to one of the places most likely to be blown up to get some action. She's a single mother, so it was her, her daughter, and the nanny, and apparently passport control gave them some grief about where their husbands were. @@
It couldn't be a prettier day here. Just beautiful. However, an old woman stopped me in the street and said "Is today Friday? It was..." Having to tell her it's Saturday made me a little sad.
beekaytee - Jun 03, 2006 3:49:01 am PDT #7622 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
Skipping 150 posts (will go back, I promise) to say thanks for the parasol links and to trade a link to an artist related to someone I know who makes very cool gothy stuff. These , in particular, made me think of Jilli. The "Little Miss Crow" stuff is remeniscent of Pete's work too.
billytea - Jun 03, 2006 4:10:17 am PDT #7623 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.
Ahhhh. Today has been a little piece of heaven. Spent it with the Wallybee, we went to the National Gallery of Victoria. Checked out ancient Greek and Egyptian antiquities, I provided running commentary ("See how they have the testicles at slightly different levels? The Greeks only started doing that after about the 6th century BC.") Then we had a look at the Asian exhibit, and she provided running commentary ("See how there are no testicles at all? That's because it's a landscape picture, you obsessed freak.")
Anyway, a lovely day. And then Keiran (other brother) came over for dinner. Wallybee loves watching the dynamics between me and my brothers. Oh, and Keiran showed me his new tattoo. I won't be teasing him about it anymore:
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20.11.1943 - 27.12.2004
WindSparrow - Jun 03, 2006 4:24:58 am PDT #7624 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.
Timelies huggles to everyone. Don't ask me why I'm all gooshy of a sudden. (Because I have no idea, not because there's some icky reason)
Topic!Cindy - Jun 03, 2006 4:36:23 am PDT #7625 of 10002
What is even happening?
Oh, billytea.