I thought Nora was the word. I was trying to figure out how to use it in a sentence.
I love Nora.
Nora is hawt.
Nora is hiding The Grail under James Marsters, under her apron.
Fred: It's the pictures in my mind that are getting me. It's like being stuck in a really bad movie with those Clockwork Orange clampy things on my eyeballs. Wesley: Why imagine? Reality's disturbing enough.
'Shells'
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.
Aims - Aug 15, 2006 9:55:43 am PDT #8724 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Calli - Aug 15, 2006 9:56:23 am PDT #8725 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
The Shriners are way too disorganized to have The Grail.
Yeah, that's why the Illuminati took it off their hands.
ChiKat - Aug 15, 2006 9:56:48 am PDT #8726 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Nora needs to share.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 15, 2006 9:57:39 am PDT #8727 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
hee. Nora is the word. Today, that word means semi-sick but at work.
Thanks for the help on the editing. You all continue to make me look like a editing wiz here at my new job.
Hey, also, I got an A on my summer class! I'm psyched, because that means that my annotated bibliography was on topic! (I was concerned about that)
Nora Deirdre - Aug 15, 2006 9:58:58 am PDT #8728 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
JM is actually under my petticoats, not my apron. Much more comfy and cozy under there.
Steph L. - Aug 15, 2006 10:00:40 am PDT #8729 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
(And now, thanks to Veronica Mars, I get slightly icked whenever I picture Steve Gutenberg.)
Teppy, you'll appreciate my filk, then.
::snerk::
Ginger - Aug 15, 2006 10:02:23 am PDT #8730 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Hey, also, I got an A on my summer class!
Yay!
NoiseDesign - Aug 15, 2006 10:09:48 am PDT #8731 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
The 33rd Degree is through the Scottish Rite and has a long process involved. If you look at this page
You can see there there are even special hats and rings for the 33rd degree.
Ginger - Aug 15, 2006 10:16:08 am PDT #8732 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
No wonder I never ran into a 33rd degree.
Volans - Aug 15, 2006 10:21:40 am PDT #8733 of 10001
move out and draw fire
My stepmother sent me all my father's and grandfather's Masonic stuff (the Bible in code, etc). I actually felt wrong looking at it.
There was also this really old cup with some dried brownish stuff in it. I threw it out.