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Holidays with going home are good at the odd.
Love isn't brains, children, it's blood, blood screaming inside you to work its will.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DebetEsse - Dec 24, 2006 10:23:37 pm PST #7974 of 10007
Woe to the fucking wicked.
NoiseDesign - Dec 24, 2006 10:34:09 pm PST #7975 of 10007
Our wings are not tired
I'm on a fucking air matress in San Diego.
Ho Ho oh my back.
DebetEsse - Dec 24, 2006 10:37:04 pm PST #7976 of 10007
Woe to the fucking wicked.
I've been reading and doing puzzles all day, which my back didn't love, either. I can't say I feel your pain, but I have some idea of it.
NoiseDesign - Dec 24, 2006 10:42:53 pm PST #7977 of 10007
Our wings are not tired
Ah well, at least I'm out of here in a little over a day.
P.M. Marc - Dec 24, 2006 10:46:22 pm PST #7978 of 10007
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I'm up. Reading random stories on Yuletide, listening to Paul wrap things in the other room and Lillian snooze next to me.
Sean K - Dec 24, 2006 11:01:50 pm PST #7979 of 10007
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Babies snoozing. Best sound ever.
DebetEsse - Dec 24, 2006 11:03:21 pm PST #7980 of 10007
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Oh, that's right! fandom Christmas!
omnis_audis - Dec 25, 2006 12:17:02 am PST #7981 of 10007
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
ND, I feel your pain. I'm in the "office" on a cot, and a very loud, curt, clock ticking... every... second... of... the... night... away...
Thankfully I brought iPod and computer speakers, so music playing softly. It doesn't mask it, but it helps.
Tom Scola - Dec 25, 2006 1:04:56 am PST #7982 of 10007
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Laura - Dec 25, 2006 4:09:44 am PST #7983 of 10007
Our wings are not tired.
Good God! Indeed, RIP James Brown.
Merry Christmas! DH went back to bed. Bobby is out and about already at friends house. Brendon on computer with his friends. I'm thinking it's mimosa time for me before I get to work.