'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
Although ironically, I'm off to go do yoga...
Did Alanis' public shaming teach you nothing about the careless use of "ironic"?
Also, she made the T-Shirt.
Good t-shirt to have.
Other good t-shirts I'd like to have:
Eat a muffin, whitey!
What Scrappy Said
Did Alanis' public shaming teach you nothing about the careless use of "ironic"?
Nothing that hasn't been undone by sitting in front of saved DVRs of "Veronica Mars" reruns for the past few hours. Ah, sweet vegetation. I feel free of all responsibility, grammatical or otherwise.
Also, she made the T-Shirt.
Also, Lea says if anyone wants the design to make their own T-Shirt transfer, to drop her a line at lea AT quantumredhead DOT com.
Man, Victor, I'm so tempted by that.
But I think I'd have to take up yoga (which I want to do) to deserve one.
I had my DH click on the t-shirt link and it made his night. So funny!
I missed a kerfuffle and am... too drunk too understand what I've read, really. Is it serious enough that I should go back tomorrow, when sober?
If it helps, I'll happliy make out with anybody who's feeling upset. Mmm. Kisses are good. It might... require some movement. For somebody else. I probably can't leave NYC for a while since I have to start teaching on Tuesday.
Modest Mussourgsksy is good. I like piano.
Modest Mussourgsksy is good.
Is that related to Modest Mouse?
Is it serious enough that I should go back tomorrow, when sober?It was serious. But also, hopefully, over.
Hope the morning fails to bring a hangover.
Holy crap, Batman.
Can't sleep. Woke up at 3:45 am on the couch that did in my neck, a year ago. Didn't even kiss the kids goodnight. I nodded off watching The Hustler, a couple of minutes after 8.
Went to bed. Lunesta's ad. Has it all wrong. Ack. That aint no butterfly in my thoughts. Whatever it is flies faster, has much bigger wings, and it breathes fire. Sort of like you guys.
Scott had all the sheets. I could hear my mother snoring in the other room. When she stopped, Scott started. Then someone got up. I thought it was my mum but then I heard someone in the kids' room. Turns out mum was just checking on them. Then I had to tell her to turn her music down. Role reversal? Who signed me up for this?
I've just got this blackberry and I hate typing on it, but 0since I managed to wake Scott looking for it, and since the 75 posts in this thread were indeed wacky, but not the kind of wack I was hoping to read, here I am.
To the bitches who follow, think of this post as some Dadaist parsley, to cleanse your palate, cuz we eat our own. To those who went on before, I hope you're all okay, again.
Maybe I just came back wrong, but erika for president, victor for veep, and thessaly for all your couture needs.
This post brought to you by The Damn! I miss little bam bam Society, and only two of you will get that, so again I say, holy crap, batman.
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I'm in London! Today I have seen the Houses of Parliament, Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, Buckingham Palace, and Trafalgar Square. I also went through the National Gallery, which was incredible. GF is sick and taking a nap. When she wakes up, I think we're going to Camden Market. Woot!!