I am way too gronkified to be happy listening to little birds chirping.
Most people is pretty quiet right about now. Me, I see a stiff -- one I didn't have to kill myself -- I just get, the urge to, you know, do stuff. Like work out, run around, maybe get some trim if there's a willin' woman about... not that I get flush from corpses or anything. I ain't crazy.
Jayne ,'The Message'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
WindSparrow - Jul 13, 2006 4:42:17 am PDT #4083 of 10001
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.
Lee - Jul 13, 2006 5:03:25 am PDT #4084 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Last night, the fog rolled in with a vengenance here, and even the bird that made Juliana say "WTF was that" at brunch is oddly muffled. It's nice, but my sinuses weren't ready for it, and ow.
JZ - Jul 13, 2006 5:11:53 am PDT #4085 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Just in case Raq is around: Little Nemo is now uploaded into that album, too.
SuziQ - Jul 13, 2006 5:14:36 am PDT #4086 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
matter how late I stay up, I'll probably be unable to sleep past 6:30 or so.
This is me. The F2F proved that point a little to vividly for me.
Lee, the fog is over here too. My morning drive along the beach did not give me my usual view of the city. Shoot, I couldn't even tell where the beach ended and the bay began.
Today is already fucked. We have a tight turn around at work - my report has to be done by next Thursday, 3 days earlier than usual - and Corporate has messed up one of my programs. They are "fixing" it, but don't have an ETA. GAHHHHHHHHHHH.
JZ - Jul 13, 2006 5:37:09 am PDT #4087 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Lee, the fog is over here too. My morning drive along the beach did not give me my usual view of the city. Shoot, I couldn't even tell where the beach ended and the bay began.
Huh. This is apparently an incredibly freak-ass weather day -- I'm looking out the window of the nerd hole in our 24/7/365 fog belt apartment. The back porch is bathed in morning sunlight, the jays in a nearby tree are jabbering, and the sky is Wedgewood blue. This never happens in our neighborhood. Also, if I face west and listen closely, I can hear the foghorns bellowing on the Bay.
eta: Blarg, Suzi. That's wrong and unfair. I don't think your work life has been any better than headdesk for even two consecutive days since I've known you.
Calli - Jul 13, 2006 5:38:17 am PDT #4088 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
So y'all are saying the San Francisco fog got itself lost?
sj - Jul 13, 2006 5:38:56 am PDT #4089 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Erin}}} I hope you can get some sleep soon.
Gronk. Can someone explain to me why I am still leaving most of my school work for the last minute?
Lee - Jul 13, 2006 5:39:05 am PDT #4090 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
The sun is beginning to break through over here, but it has a tough fight.
sj - Jul 13, 2006 5:40:04 am PDT #4091 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Suzi}}} Work~ma.
Jars - Jul 13, 2006 5:41:23 am PDT #4092 of 10001
I accidentally committed shoe purchase. But don't worry, I've already forgiven myself.