t yawn
I am watching The Muppet Movie. I should be sleeping. Or grading.
Screw it. The Muppets are more fun.
I am not having sex with Spike! But I'm starting to think that you might be.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
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.
Pix - Jun 07, 2006 9:25:52 pm PDT #8412 of 10002
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Cass - Jun 07, 2006 9:29:55 pm PDT #8413 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.
Admittedly, this is over a relatively small sample size, to which I respond: hands off my sample.A smitten billytea is an adorable billytea. An even more adorable billytea.
Yes, I expect you to kiss me and make me feel worth kissing.::blows kiss::
Deena - Jun 07, 2006 9:30:11 pm PDT #8414 of 10002
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Yay for Hil! That's an awesome score and well-deserved.
make me feel worth kissing.
Aw, P-C. Ouch. You are, of course, and there will be a girl who will help you feel that way. I wish it were now.
hands off my sample.
Hee!
I just finished the work that had to be done by tomorrow noon.
The babies and I have the Ick. I don't know who gave it to me, but I'm not liking it much.
billytea - Jun 07, 2006 9:30:12 pm PDT #8415 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.
Screw it. The Muppets are more fun.
Indeed. Because, Muppets. But is it as much fun without a room full of Buffistas to watch along? I ask you.
Polter-Cow - Jun 07, 2006 9:31:03 pm PDT #8416 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
I find that the way to make this happen is to adopt imperious poses.
::blows kiss::
Thank you.
Aw, P-C. Ouch.
I listened to "Needle in the Hay" three times in a row.
Deena - Jun 07, 2006 9:34:18 pm PDT #8417 of 10002
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Awesome picture, P-C, very regal. Makes me feel like I'd be lucky to get to kiss your hand.
I'm going to go to bed now, before I fall over. Nighty-night!
Pix - Jun 07, 2006 9:34:21 pm PDT #8418 of 10002
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
But is it as much fun without a room full of Buffistas to watch along? I ask you.
This is a question that really doesn't need to be asked, don't you think? Because...Buffistas.
ETA: Blowing goodnight kisses to Deena. I think Ima get offline too. So sleepy.
billytea - Jun 07, 2006 9:35:29 pm PDT #8419 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.
A smitten billytea is an adorable billytea. An even more adorable billytea.
I like being smitten. The job security is good.
billytea - Jun 07, 2006 9:36:47 pm PDT #8420 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.
How's this?
Ha! Perzactly. You're all ready to hit the nightclubs! And, dressed like that, you get to call them 'night sceptres'.
Fay - Jun 07, 2006 10:44:43 pm PDT #8421 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Yes, I expect you to kiss me and make me feel worth kissing.
Damn. That's a most excellent line.
::blows kiss::
...see, this is where Super Porny Pants would blow P-C. Ah well.
Impressively regal pose, btw. I speak with some authority, obviously, as a subject of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II (and I). Speaking of which, did y'all catch the episode of Oprah with Queen Rania of Jordan and the President of Liberia? I don't know when it aired in the US, but we got it here last night. Fabulous.
Meanwhile, yesterday, after the whole OMG horror of forgotten birthday-ness, shaped up to be a pretty nice day. I ordered flowers, and phoned my mum, and she was really pleased with the flowers; apparently my dad forgot her birthday too (!!!) - they were on holiday at the time, and only got back to the UK on Monday. So he sent Sorry I Forgot flowers on Monday, and then the shit hit the fan because my grandmother had fallen twice while they were away, and our 97 year old neighbour had fallen and been hospitalized, and my mother's childhood friend (who has breast cancer) was hospitalized...and generally it's been one crappy thing after another. So she was really pleased to answer the door and find flowers instead of more bad news yesterday. So that was good, and we had a long chat, and did I mention the part about how I am SO VERY VERY BLESSED in my family? Because, oh my God, they are such wonderful people. I like them so very much. (And man, now I'm all weepy, which is no good when I'm teaching, damn it! [I'm teaching today. Although the kids have free time just now])
...anyway, we went straight to Fusion after work; it's a newish Chinese/Japanese/Thai restaurant on the bank of the Nile 10 minutes from where we live. We dragged N out much against her will ("...but I have laundry to do! And report cards! You go without me...") because it was her surprise party. Did she but know it. Anyway, we dragged her out, and it was fab. We'd got 3 of her cousins there as well, and we had Tepanyaki (which I can't spell) made with great flourish and panache right in front of the Nile. With felucas sailing past behind the chef guy. He was like a Ninja! A food ninja! It was awesome! It was MADE of awesome!
And N was totally surprised, and it was lovely 'cause she's been a bit stroppy and sad lately (what with the 3 of us she's closest to all leaving), but this was really nice, and she was all bouncy and squeeful, and there were 11 of her closest friends there, and her Mom had sent a ring over from New York (in a wee Macys box) with her cousin (who's studying at UPen), and it was totally N's taste, and really lovely.
I gave her her presents today - chocolate raspberry body/hair mousse from Saphora (which is THE most delicious smelling stuff in the history of ever) and a chocolate orange lip balm and a pot of cinnamon buns body cream (which is perfect - she read some article about men finding cinnamon a really sexy smell a while ago, and said she should just rub cinnabon all over herself, and since then she's had Cinnabunny as a nickname). Meanwhile, today is Dress Down/Wear A Hat day (I can't really do dressing down, because this is as informal as it gets, but I can totally do wearing a hat; in honour of her birthday [which is actually today] I have lent N the tiara I stole from Perkins - she is Queen for a Day) and it's DEAR (Drop Everything And Read) week. So that's nice. And today we're going straight from school to the airport, to catch the 6pm flight down to Luxor, where we shall celebrate N's actual birthday.
This time tomorrow morning, I shall be in the Valley of the Kings, wearing a hat from Valencia, cursing the heat and marvelling and marvelling and marvelling.
Life does not suck.