Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...

'Shindig'


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.


Topic!Cindy - Jun 20, 2006 11:11:30 am PDT #823 of 10001
What is even happening?

Much health to Dallas and you, Trudy.

Oh Robin, what frustrating day!


SuziQ - Jun 20, 2006 11:13:37 am PDT #824 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Aimee - honestly - it gets both better and worse. It really depends on the class. Some of the gen ed classes are just scary. But that is the same for an on ground class as an online class. The core classes tend to be better - or at least have been so far for me.

I have given up on earning all my participation points because of some of the idiots who post just to post and don't consider what they are saying, let alone how they are writing it out. I'd rather lose a point or two then lose my mind. I spent a few classes trying to preach tolerance, especially in the online environment where you have no clue about the background of any of your classmates beyond what they have put in their bio.

In one class, I had a guy go off on fat people on airplanes. It was a critical thinking class and the teacher had posted an article about how airlines are trying different ways to board planes quicker, trying to load from the back to the front, or from window seats to middles then aisles. Anyway, this guy wrote a scathing response about overweight people and being smooshed next to them and how they should pay for two seats. Obviously not using any critical thinking when it came to his audience.


-t - Jun 20, 2006 11:18:07 am PDT #825 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Cyst~ma for Dallas.


DawnK - Jun 20, 2006 11:22:20 am PDT #826 of 10001
giraffe mode

Trudy, we had a Keeshound that got those cysts a lot in his later years. Vet only sent one in for biopsy since the margins looked funny but they usually waited and took 'em all off at once when they cleaned his teeth. So ~~normal cyst ma for Dallas.


-t - Jun 20, 2006 12:20:14 pm PDT #827 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I'm an idiot.

Our insurance company has been charging us for two policies since December, and i never noticed to correct it. Only figured it out because another automatic transfer turned up in the bank account I'm trying to close.

Oh well, they are fixing it and refunding the full amount of the extraneous policy.


vw bug - Jun 20, 2006 12:26:11 pm PDT #828 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, Dallas! Poor thing! Poor Trudy! {{{Hugs}}} and vibes to you both, love.

I am off to view the Roslindale apartment one last time, take measurements, and probably make an offer. YAY!


-t - Jun 20, 2006 12:28:09 pm PDT #829 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Yay!


sj - Jun 20, 2006 12:31:50 pm PDT #830 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yay, vw! Good luck.


Nicole - Jun 20, 2006 12:39:01 pm PDT #831 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

Apartment ~ma, vw!

Trudy, I have a bumpy lumpy dog as well. It seems like each time I pet him, there's a new lump for me to find. And worry about, to some degree. The vet tested the one golf ball sized lump on his side and decided he was just lumpy. All kinds of It's Nothing ~ma for you and Dallas, hon.


DebetEsse - Jun 20, 2006 12:39:27 pm PDT #832 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Good luck, vw!