Shallow Gloaty Post
My copy of BSG 2.5 left the warehouse at 3.43pm and arrived on my doorstep at 6.07pm. Yup, I have it early.
I'd be watching it now but Jilli has to finish up some writing first. Gah!
Gunn: We open a can of Machiavelli on his ass. Harmony: It's Matchabelli, Einstein, and it doesn't come in a can.
'Soul Purpose'
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.
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Sep 18, 2006 5:43:41 pm PDT #3736 of 10000
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
JenP - Sep 18, 2006 5:57:00 pm PDT #3737 of 10000
Jealous.
sj - Sep 18, 2006 6:43:25 pm PDT #3738 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I am still doing my science homework. Hate.this.class.
DCJensen - Sep 18, 2006 7:11:34 pm PDT #3739 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
In honor of tomorrow (9/19) being Internetional Talk Like A Pirate Day, I present to you.. Mr. George Harrison
sumi - Sep 18, 2006 7:24:03 pm PDT #3740 of 10000
Art Crawl!!!
I'm jealous.
I ditched my Amazon order for the slightly cheaper DeepDiscountDVD order and have NO IDEA when they're going to ship my dvds.
Daisy Jane - Sep 18, 2006 7:26:40 pm PDT #3741 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I was going to point out that it's almost talk like a pirate day! Instead I will settle for pointing out that the 22nd is Elephant Appreciation Day, also September is Chicken Appreciation Month.
I had a full weekend, why am I not more tired? Also, why did I schedule my well woman for 8:00 am Thursday morning when I'll have been out late from getting a haircut (I party with my stylist) and have to work late that day? I clearly hate me.
sj - Sep 18, 2006 7:44:05 pm PDT #3742 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Schoolwork done. Seven pages of chapter review answers, 4 pages of lab answers, 2 discussion forums. I have absoultely no idea what I did for any of it. Taking my stupid brain to bed. Night, Bitches!
beth b - Sep 18, 2006 7:49:06 pm PDT #3743 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
damn. work stuff for matt not better
Beverly - Sep 18, 2006 7:58:43 pm PDT #3744 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Still vibing for Matt's work stuff. And when he's able, may he see all the painting Beth did and go, "wow!"
All the job vibes in the world to Brenda--sounds like you don't really need them, though, after knocking the socks off the interviewer.
Oh, poor Newton. I hope s/he gets and feels better quickly.
(((Cass)))
Hec, I always got sandbagged with those questions in the car. I'm trying to merge and you want to know what cunnilingus is? Couldn't this wait?
No, of course not. It's a combination of being captive, and not being able to look directly at them. All the big questions? In the car.
WindSparrow - Sep 19, 2006 2:48:10 am PDT #3745 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.
My parents gave me Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex (but were afraid to ask) when I was 9.
I got Almost Twelve when I was 11. In. My. Christmas. Stocking.
That's so much worse than underwear for Christmas, folks. Seriously. It should've been in my parents' Christmas stocking as it was their easy way out.