Well, other bands know more than three chords. Your professional bands can play up to six, sometimes seven, completely different chords.

Oz ,'Storyteller'


Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.  

[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.


ChiKat - Sep 01, 2006 5:54:10 pm PDT #1516 of 10000
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?

{{vw}} Sleep well. Go away, nasty headache.

{{ita}} I'm so sorry about your friend. And, for good measure, go away, nasty headache(s).

{{zenkitty}} One of the hardest things in life is letting go of friends who aren't really your friend anymore.

In some good news, I started September off right today and I want it to set the tone for the month for all the Buffistas.

+I got off work early (1pm) for the holiday.
+I went to the doc and everything's fine. Had some bloodwork and will probably need to adjust some med levels which would be good as I've been feeling low energy lately. Scheduling some regular tests, but nothing I'm worried about at all.
+And, for the best part of the day, I had a haircut scheduled for tonight. Normally, I go to his place and he cuts it in his kitchen, but instead, he came here. Home haircut service. We ordered in yummy Thai food, he did my hair, we chatted and caught up on stuff. I gave him a birthday present and he brought me some green tomato relish that he made this week. And, I think this is one of the best cuts he's ever given me.

Not a bad way to spend a Friday night.


WindSparrow - Sep 01, 2006 6:25:07 pm PDT #1517 of 10000
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.

ita, so sorry for your loss.

ita and vw, hope those migraines migrate away from you soon.


amych - Sep 01, 2006 6:28:23 pm PDT #1518 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Home haircut service.

How far is he willing to commute?

Actually, same question goes for the order-in Thai food.


ChiKat - Sep 01, 2006 6:33:33 pm PDT #1519 of 10000
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?

How far is he willing to commute?

Ha! He lives about 8-10 miles from here, but he came from the SW side of the city, about 40 miles away.

Seriously, this come to my house and do my hair thing just rocks.

Thai food? Only 1-2 miles.


Pix - Sep 01, 2006 6:40:24 pm PDT #1520 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Oh ita. I'm so sorry.


sumi - Sep 01, 2006 6:44:17 pm PDT #1521 of 10000
Art Crawl!!!

ita, that's terrible. I'm sorry for your loss.


Cashmere - Sep 01, 2006 6:47:11 pm PDT #1522 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.

They gave their baby's SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER ON AN INVITATION? Are these people complete idiots????

We had Chinese takeout for dinner. It was such a good idea.


Steph L. - Sep 01, 2006 7:25:19 pm PDT #1523 of 10000
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

I ordered in pizza and salad, b/c I was packing and also didn't want to get dishes dirty that I would inevitably leave in the sink for a week.

(Actually, I have to write myself a note right now to take out the kitchen trash in the morning, b/c it has a diaper from Liv in it, and while there is no smell now, I don't want to leave it for a week.)

The Boy is going to take my produce/milk home with him in the morning. (He's presently snoring away in the next room. And I have to get up in 7 1/2 hours, so I'd best be falling asleep soon, too.)

So I think I have all my potential rotting-ness forestalled. Woot.


Lee - Sep 01, 2006 7:42:58 pm PDT #1524 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

YAY?


Cashmere - Sep 01, 2006 7:58:48 pm PDT #1525 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.

Bless the boy for throwing himself on the dairy time bomb!

(Actually, I have to write myself a note right now to take out the kitchen trash in the morning, b/c it has a diaper from Liv in it, and while there is no smell now, I don't want to leave it for a week.)

Good call.

::hugs diaper genie tightly::

Bwahahahaha.