I hate those tests. I don't reason like that. "Which row does this star go in the third repeat of the arbitrary pattern?"
Fuck you. The star goes on my head, cause I'm a princess.
Oh my god. I need to marry Aimee.
t cough Hey, MM?
Prepare to uncouple -- uncouple.
Oz ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Coffee On My Monitor
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Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 9:22:36 pm PST #2701 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Aims - Feb 27, 2003 9:27:05 pm PST #2702 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
He says "No." I say "Okay".
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 9:28:34 pm PST #2703 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
OK!
Connie Neil - Feb 27, 2003 9:32:41 pm PST #2704 of 10000
brillig
Rebecca, I thought you were marrying FayJay. Don't be turning polygamist on me, girl. I see enough people with multiple wives around here.
Aims - Feb 27, 2003 9:34:30 pm PST #2705 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Yeah, but imagine the looks on their faces when a she shows up with a buna wives!
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 9:36:55 pm PST #2706 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Oh, pshaw. FayJay will be very happy if I happen to be carting Aimee with me as we arrive on her doorstep in Yorkshire.
P.M. Marc - Feb 27, 2003 9:39:13 pm PST #2707 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
But I think Aimee is marrying MEMEMEME.
Cart us both.
Hmph.
t /natter.
Aims - Feb 27, 2003 9:41:11 pm PST #2708 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
SUH-WEET! Buncha wives!
t /Eddie Izzard and Natter
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 9:41:31 pm PST #2709 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Oh, I'll cart you anywhere.
Whoops. t /natter
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 9:45:39 pm PST #2710 of 10000
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Wrenching us back on-track as I catch up in Bitches:
connie:
I've seen people get freaked by Ouija boards, but 99.9 percent of the time it was subconscious expression of their own weird issues. I don't like them because people let the things have too much power over them.
Emily:
I do that with online personality quizzes.
Aimee:
I don't like them because I've heard too many stories about furniture turning upside down, stoves rising an inch off the floor and them showing back up after they have been thrown away.
Emily:
I read that first as that the stoves show back up after they've been thrown away. Which was an extremely interesting image. Sort of like The Amazing Journey, but with appliances instead of a dog, a cat, and a hamster. No. Wait. What was it again?
[Emily's post slightly cropped for archiving smoothness. Hit me if you wanted it full in there.]