In Natter, proving the Hellmouth is still alive and kicking:
tommyrot:
GWB has accepted the nomination. It's all over but the ascension.
JohnSweden:
Is he going to do the whole speech?
Kristen:
Oh just ascend already.
Oh, I'm gonna go to the special hell.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Coffee On My Monitor
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Pix - Sep 02, 2004 6:04:13 pm PDT #6615 of 10000
The status is NOT quo.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 03, 2004 2:47:34 am PDT #6616 of 10000
What is even happening?
Jessica: Dubya has arrived in NYC. They've completely closed off 3rd Avenue so that the official Dubya caravan can drive to the Waldorf the wrong way down a one-way street.
Teppy: That's what happens when you let Dubya drive.
Anne W. - Sep 05, 2004 11:51:24 am PDT #6617 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Hec, in Natter, on the subject of JZ's mom:
Her Mom won't just take her on a guilt trip, she'll take her on a Grand Tour of all the major cities of continental Guilt: St. Flagellation, Unworthiesburg, Olde Shame. The classics.
ita, in Natter on the naming of one's children after hurricanes:
I would totally consider naming my kid after a hurricane she was born during.
However, living in CA, I'll likely end up with kids named 5.3 and 4.2 instead.
DCJensen - Sep 07, 2004 10:51:20 am PDT #6618 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
VW Bug, In Bitches:
I'm going to procrastinate a bit by showering. The world will be pleased with this procrastination technique, though, as I will be lots less stinky.
ChiKat - Sep 07, 2004 1:43:35 pm PDT #6619 of 10000
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?
JZ , in Bitches:
I was just about to say "From your lips to God's ear, erika" and then I amended it to "From your fingertips to God's eye" and then I got all distracted by the thought of God lurking on b.org and supporting us in email and I completely lost track of what I was originally going to say, but I urge you to ponder the idea of God being a lurker who supports in email, as it's entertaining and leads to all kinds of interesting theological speculation.
JenP - Sep 08, 2004 5:28:25 am PDT #6620 of 10000
Natter ...
Hil: I'm not quite awake, but I think I'm awake enough to handle calculus.
Sue: This is the difference between the math brain and my brain. Twenty pots of coffee wouldn't make me awake enough to handle calculus.
Robin: Twenty pots of methamphetamine wouldn't make me awake enough to handle calculus.
Calli: Me neither. But after I vibrated into another dimension, I probably wouldn't care about calculus.
edited because apparently I'm not awake enough to handle formatting
amych - Sep 08, 2004 5:31:47 am PDT #6621 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
edited because apparently I'm not awake enough to handle formatting
maybe coffee help
Calli - Sep 08, 2004 5:37:21 am PDT #6622 of 10000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
From the wilds of Natter:
Steph L. -- JZ! You were in my dream last night! You hugged me and told me you loved me. I can't remember what happened after that, but I'm really hoping you didn't run me through with a sword to prevent Acathla from sucking the world into hell.
DXMachina - Sep 09, 2004 2:40:58 am PDT #6623 of 10000
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
In Natter:
ita: Is everyone aware that Val Kilmer IS Moses?
KristinT: For some unknown reason, I read "Val Kilmer" as "Keanu Reeves", and my brain went to a really dark, disturbing place.
"Dude! Let my people go! Whoa...are those frogs?"
Deena - Sep 09, 2004 6:58:52 am PDT #6624 of 10000
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
cuz it made VW spit coffee:
vw bug: I had forgotten about all the different “types” of students in a class…especially one that is so interactive. There is the know-it-all, the interrupter, the hand-waver, the can’t-get-a-word-in-edgewise (that’s no one else can get a word in, not the other way around), the complainy bitch, the whiner, the one-who-really-does-have-good-ideas-but-talks-too-much, the soaks-it-all-in person, the observer (that’d be me), and the friendly face (my bud from last semester’s honors seminar).
Topic!Cindy: Hmmm. This sounds similar to the way things are somewhere else. The word won't come to me, though. Itiner...no, that's not it. Inter-mural. Nope. Iditarod? Nope. Um. Don't tell me. Don't tell me.