erika: I'm thinking my current bitter is past that which is sexually attractive,but I could be wrong...
'Shindig'
Coffee On My Monitor
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billytea in natter:
I think I've worked it out. Alias is actually a key component of the war on terror. It goes to remarkable lengths to make terrorism look hopelessly complicated, and impossible without ridiculously advanced technological gadgetry. This goes beyond simply 'don't use any plots that could give someone ideas', into 'make it all look so hard that any potential threats will be hopelessly demoralised'. Also, 'any terrorists hoping for a life expectancy longer than three episodes must look as good as Sark', and 'any threats to our security will be met by ruthless and overwhelming force, by which we mean SpyDaddy'.
Natter:
Trudy: Edit" Dude, Snoop Dog is possessing mz kezboard
The Madrigal Weather Report:
40's and raining. Constantly gray. It's dying dramatically on the moors kind of weather, only without the actual moors.
Allyson [re: some lame Friendster dude]: I mean, he said that I seem like a pain in the ass, but could probably be fun.
NoiseDesign: Maybe it was a subtle way of him saying he wants you to wear a strap-on?
Hahahaha!
Madrigal:
Oh, yes, Friends. The show that thinks putting an anorexic actress in a fat suit for jokes is a good idea. And then, they craft a whole season about her character trying to have a baby while she's having miscarriages. It's like they learned sensitivity from my mother.
Shawn, in Natter:
So, did you know everything in the world is made out of carbs? I did not know that until day one on the South Beach. Thank god cheese exists.
Continuing the food discussion:
Matt the Bruins fan:
Fortunately, if it squeals and tries to escape being eaten, it's not high in carbs.
billytea:
Obviously you've never tried my bacon strudel.
Noise Design: For once I actually COULD drop right off to sleep, but noooooooo, my friend with the rectal-cranial inversion has made it such that I'm still up working. I hope his head is warm in there.
Matt in Bitches:
A red-splattered colder-than-room-temperature dessert that involves flaming would be the perfect thematic capper for an evening of Angel viewing.