EXACTLY ONE WEEK AGO I was getting ready to head out for Sushi with Buffistas.
Dude. Only a week, really?
Zoe: So you two were kissin'? Book: Well. Isn't that... special?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
F2F 4: Too Much Candy, Never Enough Mojitos.
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: Madison, WI from June 20-22 2008! Official website.
Jessica - May 26, 2006 5:30:37 pm PDT #2012 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
NoiseDesign - May 26, 2006 5:45:10 pm PDT #2013 of 10002
Our wings are not tired
A week ago I was in jail.
esse - May 26, 2006 6:31:23 pm PDT #2014 of 10002
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
A week ago I was in jail.
WTF?
Nicole - May 26, 2006 6:32:25 pm PDT #2015 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
ND was on the Alcatraz tour. Not real jail.
esse - May 26, 2006 6:35:07 pm PDT #2016 of 10002
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Oh, lord, of course. Heh.
SuziQ - May 26, 2006 6:36:05 pm PDT #2017 of 10002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I still have yet to see a pic of Em behind bars.
Lee - May 26, 2006 6:51:05 pm PDT #2018 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
All your SA are belong to me! We went to my sushi restaurant, and then (in deference to my old fogeyness) we came home, and are now curled up on the sofa in our jammies, watching Indecision 2004 while Ozzie crawls on us.
YAY.
Trudy Booth - May 26, 2006 7:12:48 pm PDT #2019 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
A week ago I had a baby.
deborah grabien - May 26, 2006 7:31:04 pm PDT #2020 of 10002
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I'm book-editing and not really anywhere, but I was pointed at a geneology discussion.
My maternal grandmum, the Brit, summed our family up perfectly. She once told me "Your mother's family - us - were the people who sat around in English country houses during the nineteen thirties, discussing the Jewish problem. Your father's family, bless them, were the Jewish problem."
They adored my father, as it happens. But it's an odd pedigree.
Back to editing and over and out. juliana, please let me know if I'm driving you tomorrow, or what.
amyth - May 26, 2006 7:34:21 pm PDT #2021 of 10002
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
What a whacked-out day. I took some (daytime!) cold medicine on an empty stomach, and had to leave work early because the room got all swirly and I couldn't think straight. While I was sleeping it off, Lulu (who is considered an honorary Buffista by some of y'all) proceeded to SNEAK and eat all of our boxer Pippin's dinner, in approximately thirty seconds. (Because of the sneaking, you see.) Since this is about five times the amount of food she normally eats, she got very, very ill. She was howling in pain (OMG!) and kept trying to throw up, but couldn't. So we took her to the emergency vet, and they said that she was a textbook case of a dog who had eaten way too much. They X-rayed her abdomen to make sure her stomach hadn't twisted, and they said that half her abdomen was taken up by her stomach. Apparently, sometimes when dogs eat too much, they get to the point where they can't throw up. So they're keeping her overnight on fluids and pain meds, and they say she should be able to come home in the morning.
Oh, Lu. The combination of gluttony and the insatiable desire to eat Pippin out of existence so that she can be the only dog again have made for a bad night for all of us.