I will distract them! I will be all "LOOK! IT'S NAKED SPIKE!" and then run away.
Rio on her non-spoilery plans for world domination in Buffy
Does anybody mind if I pass out?
Willow ,'Beneath You'
Coffee On My Monitor
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P.M. Marc - Oct 23, 2002 1:41:02 pm PDT #494 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
erikaj - Oct 23, 2002 1:51:43 pm PDT #495 of 10000
Always Anti-fascist!
This is an illness. I am like a crackwhore. I am a textwhore. Teppy, on the perils of having Too Many Books, in Bitches.Textwhores unite!
Rebecca Lizard - Oct 23, 2002 6:28:49 pm PDT #496 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
Madrigal, Buffy, nonspoilery:
Hmmmm. Willow could kill Kevin Bacon. That'd probably completely wipe out all her karmic debts for the stuff she did last season. And then they could have t-shirts that read, "Willow Rosenberg. She Saved the World. From Kevin Bacon."
Java cat - Oct 23, 2002 7:04:51 pm PDT #497 of 10000
Not javachik
Great novels, like all great art, can make you realize things about the world or yourself that you didn't know you needed to know. Kind of like the difference between looking at a still life and thinking, "Why that looks exactly like a tulip. how beautiful." and looking at a still life and having it affect the way you look at tulips from then on.
scrappy
Jessica - Oct 23, 2002 8:29:15 pm PDT #498 of 10000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Burrell:
I'd much rather get a little in-n-out than to commit hurry curry.
Betsy HP - Oct 23, 2002 8:47:14 pm PDT #499 of 10000
If I only had a brain...
Alanna: I miss Miss. Kitty Fantastico. Maybe she was eaten.
Connie N: Maybe she'll be the season's Big Bad. She's been lurking below and is coming to punish them all for abandoning her.
Jess PMoon
"From beneath you, it devours....MRRRRRROWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
Trudy Booth - Oct 24, 2002 12:56:59 am PDT #500 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
As far as the wife is concerned, I'm only changing the color of a few things...she did want a new cat to fill the cat-color gap. I compromised. They only struggled briefly and their new flavour is a vast improvement.
-- Elena's Husband (who has been dyeing with Kool-Ade)
Steph L. - Oct 24, 2002 7:44:06 am PDT #501 of 10000
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Laura, in Buffy:
So let me just say some of you are bloody brilliant and some are totally whacked, and you are often the same person.
Anne W. - Oct 24, 2002 10:24:56 am PDT #502 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
erikaj in Bitches, re Hec:
If there's a tress that's being trimmed, I'll be there. If there's a bob being cut anywhere in the world, I'll be there. Anyplace a woman decides she has a gorgeous neck and needs to show it off. Sorry. Just thought Hec=Tom Joad +Vidal Sassoon today. I'll put the pipe away now.(blush)
askye - Oct 24, 2002 10:35:56 am PDT #503 of 10000
Thrive to spite them
Steph, in Bitches:
So, want to hear about my quasi-prophetic dream last night?
Good.
I had this dream *last night* that there was a mouse in my kitchen that was between the stove and the cabinets, far back enough that I couldn't reach it.
This morning I shuffle into the kitchen and notice a brown blob on the floor in front of the cabiinet under the sink. I think "How did I drop chocolate?" I grab a paper towel, bend down, and the chocolate comes into focus and waves its antennae at me.
Arrrrrrrrrghhhhhh!!!!
Not a big gross water bug, but the small-ish brown roaches -- the kind where, when you see one, you know that 100 are having a roach F2F in your walls, with tiny little too much roach candy, roach corsets, and roach pleather.
I grabbed it with the paper towel, but I didn't grab it firmly enough and it flailed free, hit the floor, and ran between the stove and the cabinets. And I instantly remembered my dream. It was just like the dream, except with a roach instead of a mouse. Weird.
I spent the rest of the morning shaking my fist ineffectually in that direction and yelling "Come out, you bastard, so I can send you back to HELL!!!"
I think my neighbors are afraid of me.