It won't tell me what's on tv tonight, so I'm going to end up watching 7th Heaven.
Not that!! No, not that!!
Just caught Toto relaxing... [link]
Awww....
pictures I took of the recent damage
Asshats. Not that it's anything new, but...
[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.
It won't tell me what's on tv tonight, so I'm going to end up watching 7th Heaven.
Not that!! No, not that!!
Just caught Toto relaxing... [link]
Awww....
pictures I took of the recent damage
Asshats. Not that it's anything new, but...
That is just so sloppy of him. Make them pay.
I am going to get drunk now. See yall later.
You should totally be getting drunk with me.
Turn signals aren't considered a sign of aggression. They're considered a sign of weakness.
Welcome, SExM! (You already have a dirty acronym! Yeah!)
Favorite sound cue made as yet: The sound of Johann Kuhnau, Bach's predecessor at the Thomaskirche, having a stroke and collapsing dead into his organ keyboard, while playing his rather flashy 4th Biblical Sonata. Not just the basic dog barks and doorbells.
I want a .wav of that for powerpoint. I have no idea how I'll work it into my lectures, but I have confidence in myself.
vw, are you fucking KIDDING? I saw the pix, and I would be out for blood. No, money. No, money dripping with the blood of the landlords' eviseration. That's ridiculous.
Jars, congrats!!
I was watching Prison Break, but I'm having short term memory problems. What was happening when you came in?
GRONK! Apparently, taking care of someone who is ill (and, of course, being ill) is EXHAUSTING! S and I both went down for naps today, and I'm still verra tired.
Oh, goodness. This is such a god awful show.
Welcome, SExM! (You already have a dirty acronym! Yeah!)
I'm actually quite happy with this turn of events. And yes, I did read the description of this particular thread. Which is, indeed, why I am here, among other reasons...
I want a .wav of that for powerpoint. I have no idea how I'll work it into my lectures, but I have confidence in myself.
Here ya go: Death of Johann Kuhnau, at the keys of the organ at Thomaskirche, Leipzig, Germany in 1722.
(WARNING!! ^The above link is a sound file!^)
(Note: I have no idea if Kuhnau actually died in this manner; this is his death as imagined by myself, the director, and playwright, as heard from another room.)
Neat. Though I have to admit I was picturing something with more of a crash/bang effect, like that dude on Sesame Street.
Gris, man, you are me. Except possibly a better girl.
I can think of worse people to be.
Go Calli on the jobbin'!
And P-C, for similar but not identical reasons!
Welcome SexM!
I want a dirty acronym. t pouts