erika, you should point your mother at the Throw Rocks at Boys game (it's the second link in my post, above).
You were very nearly devoured by a giant demon snake. The words 'let that be a lesson' are a tad redundant at this juncture.
Giles ,'Selfless'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Topic!Cindy - Jun 09, 2006 2:51:48 pm PDT #1516 of 10002
What is even happening?
erikaj - Jun 09, 2006 3:01:28 pm PDT #1517 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
Mom laughed, Cindy.
msbelle - Jun 09, 2006 3:12:18 pm PDT #1518 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
cancelled both dinner and party plans for this evening.
my at-home sicky dinner is so ghetto. vegetarian beans (like pork-n-beans, sans pork) with cut up turkey hotdogs in them. sounded and tastes good though.
Lee - Jun 09, 2006 3:13:17 pm PDT #1519 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Poor sicky msbelle.
I hope you get some rest and some fun this weekend.
msbelle - Jun 09, 2006 3:16:02 pm PDT #1520 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I will.
Lee - Jun 09, 2006 3:33:39 pm PDT #1521 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
We just had to evacuate the building, since there was a gas leak in the construction area.
Whee.
msbelle - Jun 09, 2006 3:43:07 pm PDT #1522 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
did they send you all home? they should.
Lee - Jun 09, 2006 3:47:55 pm PDT #1523 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Sadly, no. I think we could have left, but no one wanted to be the first one to suggest it.
beth b - Jun 09, 2006 3:48:21 pm PDT #1524 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
go home, tell 'em I told you so
JZ - Jun 09, 2006 4:24:45 pm PDT #1525 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Bleah. I had a nice lazy sewing-at-a-friend's-house evening planned, and she just called to apologize because she and her DH had promised their 6-year-old son they'd take him to Cars tonight and she'd completely forgotten about that when she and I talked earlier.
Hec had been planning to go out and putter around for a few hours, then come pick me up; as soon as she called me, I called him to let him know, but got no answer on either the home or cell phone. I just got home to find the car gone, the apartment empty, and his cell phone sitting on the mantel.
If Friday night weren't exactly the crappiest possible time to drive into SF and try to park in my neighborhood, I'd say "Perkins, leave your smelly gas-leaky office and come slounge on my couch and watch dopey movies and makeover shows with me." In fact, I may just say it anyway.