Lorne: Once the word spreads you beat up an innocent old man, well, the truly terrible will think twice before going toe-to-toe with our Avenging Angel. Spike: Yes. The geriatric community will be soiling their nappies when they hear you're on the case. Bravo.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Coffee On My Monitor
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Fay - Oct 17, 2002 12:43:21 pm PDT #428 of 10000
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Katie M - Oct 17, 2002 3:09:10 pm PDT #429 of 10000
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
Victor, in Angel:
And Darla was bitter and hateful, and William was weak and insecure, and Drusilla was, well, nuts.
None of which are evil in and of themselves, but all have the potential to push you down that path when you get bit in the neck by a metaphor.
Jen - Oct 17, 2002 3:53:26 pm PDT #430 of 10000
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
I'm 400 posts behind in Natter, so I hope this hasn't been COMMed already, but I guffawed:
Rob:
I just recently suffered from shingles, aka Chicken Pox 2, Pox Harder.
Java cat - Oct 17, 2002 7:38:36 pm PDT #431 of 10000
Not javachik
Herah, in Natter:
Things You Find Yourself Saying when you have three kids under 5: "All right, everybody out of the closet. Now. You too, Evan. Come on, everybody, we're all coming out of the closet now."
Kat - Oct 17, 2002 10:14:55 pm PDT #432 of 10000
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Victor in NAFDA Buffy:
I had a theory...his name's Angelus...Angelus O'Riley...no something isn't right there...
brenda m
I've got a theory...it must be L*am...and now we're stuck with all those wacky hairpiece nightmares.
esse - Oct 18, 2002 12:00:36 am PDT #433 of 10000
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
He should just post in here, the inimitable billytea in Natter:
My school did have some odd teachers.
There was another science teacher who had trained as a racing car driver. HS owned some property on the coast that it used for retreats, campouts, excursions and such like. Anyway, to get there you traversed a winding mountain road. So this teacher used to drive a bus-full of students down there on occasion. If he was feeling bored, halfway down he'd start stamping on the clutch and screaming "No brakes! No brakes!!!"
This is the same guy that demonstrated the difference between potential and kinetic energy by smashing test tubes on the floor. He once relief taught my science class (I never had him as a regular). We spent the entire class just reading the coursework set by the regular teacher, while he amused himself by setting fire to the desk.
Of course, there was a class in Religious Studies, where another teacher gave this impassioned little speech which ended with the rousing plea, "Just say no to peer pressure!" So it started with one or two people up the back, then gradually spread through the entire class, until everyone was thumping their desktops in unison and chanting "No! No! No!"
Heh. You'd think I'd have more highlights to show for six years of my life, wouldn't you?
esse - Oct 18, 2002 12:38:06 am PDT #434 of 10000
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Elena in Bitches:
You know the old saying, crash my computer once, shame on you. Crash my computer twice and that's just like fucking AOL.
Fay - Oct 18, 2002 12:58:13 am PDT #435 of 10000
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Not for comedy value, really, but just 'cause La Lizard - ya gotta love her.
School desks. I'm very good at sleeping at my desk-- you fold your arms and put your head down, and feel the condensation of your breath against the plastic surface of the desk, and your cheek shifts against the scratchy fabric of your school uniform sweater, and suddenly you are the only person in the world.
It's usually a calm, warm, contemplative space. But it's also good for crying and not letting anybody know about it.
Megan E. - Oct 18, 2002 5:14:26 am PDT #436 of 10000
PMM's German title for "Ted":
I think Ted should have been Mörderrobotermannjacktripper
Rebecca Lizard - Oct 18, 2002 8:35:06 am PDT #437 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
Cindy:
(Still - I think some guy named Bill has a picture of Joss and 3 goats in a compromising position and makes them shout out to him, every so often.)