I'm a top.
What?
I know, world in peril and we have to work together. This is my last office romance, I'll tell you that.
Buffy ,'End of Days'
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.
Ailleann - Jan 03, 2007 7:35:02 am PST #9610 of 10007
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
msbelle - Jan 03, 2007 7:35:34 am PST #9611 of 10007
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Happy days to shrift and Kat and lori and shrimps too.
DavidS - Jan 03, 2007 7:38:30 am PST #9612 of 10007
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Congratulations on the twins! Very exciting news.
Yeah, those 3D imaging babyscans are Fuh-reaky.
Happy birthday, shrift! I hope you got a carton of cigarettes, a bottle of whiskey and cupcake.
ChiKat - Jan 03, 2007 7:39:25 am PST #9613 of 10007
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?
I've been craving bacon since all the talk this weekend. So, today, on my day off, I made bacon and eggs and biscuits and oj and coffee for breakfast (okay, yes, I realize that it is almost lunch time here. I slept in and lazed about before making breakfast). Yum!
Sean K - Jan 03, 2007 7:52:03 am PST #9614 of 10007
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Happy Birthday, shrift!
Congratulations, Kat & Lori!
Also, the fetal specialist always burns a DVD of his ultrasounds.
Some friends of mine got a DVD of their ultrasound for their (now two years old) son, and brought it over to show people. It was astonishingly beautiful.
Jessica - Jan 03, 2007 7:55:10 am PST #9615 of 10007
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?
Some friends of mine got a DVD of their ultrasound for their (now two years old) son, and brought it over to show people.
I managed to shock my grandmother by sending out my first US pics over email. (In her words, "People of my generation did not send out their scans!")
Kathy A - Jan 03, 2007 8:11:50 am PST #9616 of 10007
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Happy Birthday, Shrift!!
Big Congrats (times two!) to Kat and Lori!!!
In completely other news (political), this rocks:
Rep.-elect Keith Ellison, the first Muslim elected to Congress, found himself under attack last month when he announced he'd take his oath of office on the Koran -- especially from Virginia Rep. Virgil Goode, who called it a threat to American values.
Yet the holy book at tomorrow's ceremony has an unassailably all-American provenance. We've learned that the new congressman -- in a savvy bit of political symbolism -- will hold the personal copy once owned by Thomas Jefferson.
Very smart move, Congressman Ellison!
Laga - Jan 03, 2007 8:14:41 am PST #9617 of 10007
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
the personal copy once owned by Thomas Jefferson.
sweet
Sean K - Jan 03, 2007 8:16:53 am PST #9618 of 10007
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Somehow, I don't think Glen Beck or Dennis Prager or any of those other idiots will give a rat's ass.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 03, 2007 8:19:33 am PST #9619 of 10007
What is even happening?
Happy Birthday, shrift!!!
Heh. My sad family news was a call from Tim that one of the beagles had run away and was missing for hours. It was cold and rainy and Harrison is not very bright.
So Tim was beside himself and plastering the hood with pics of Harrison. I feared the worst.
He got a call the next morning, a pet grooming place found him wandering the corner of Western and Hollywood - meaning he got across two very busy streets- and picked him up. They put him in a crate(!) and Tim ran down and found him snoozing contentedly in the crate.
Ooof, Allyson. Poor Tim! I'm glad he found Harrison (bad beagle, no biscuit), and that it had not one thing to do with the Kat o' lori babes.
It was this moment of squee, then worry, made really weird-uncomfortable-uncertain, because I knew I shouldn't know anything, and wasn't sure I did.