beth b in Bitches:
both my cat and my DH think I should go to bed. the fact that I want to say "you're not the boss of me" makes me think that they might be right.
This isn't a come-on. I'm in a very serious relationship with a landscape architect.
Oliver ,'Conviction (1)'
Coffee On My Monitor
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
deborah grabien - Jan 11, 2005 7:12:20 am PST #7160 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Atropa - Jan 11, 2005 10:27:57 am PST #7161 of 10000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
In Bitches, beathen in response to Ginger saying "Sugar is my art":
Sugar is your art. You make cookies and cakes with your hands, day after day. That final chocolate chip. That look of perfection. Part of you is desperate to know: What's it taste like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the nuts you didn't throw in or the vanilla you didn't include. Every Buffista... has a sugar wish.
Astarte - Jan 11, 2005 11:20:52 am PST #7162 of 10000
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Matt the Bruins Fan in F2F:
My favorite is still another cousin's wedding where my foul-tempered cousin Rachel was the flower girl. She came down the aisle grimmacing, stopping every few feet to hurl a handful of flowers down onto the ground in angry fashion. There may have been stomping and grinding as well.
Nilly - Jan 11, 2005 11:24:05 am PST #7163 of 10000
Swouncing
Natter:
ita: Okay. You can pay me in Godiva.
Wolfram: Nekkid woman on horse, sent.
Jon B. - Jan 11, 2005 11:39:45 am PST #7164 of 10000
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!
More F2F wedding talk:
ita: I was one of eight bridesmaids in the last wedding I stood up in. 8 Groomsmen, natch, a flower girl and a ringbearer (okay, word now tainted).
amych: Actually, I would like to see this at a wedding. Especially if he brings along his short bald friend with the funny syntax.
beathen: How about the pointy ear pieces? An elvish wedding.
Jilli VoiceOfReason: shudders
You're bringing back memories of the wedding I attended where the ceremony had been written in Elvish. Please don't do that.
tommyrot: For the benefit of those guests who could not understand Elvish, was it translated into Klingon?
Drawde - Jan 11, 2005 4:54:02 pm PST #7165 of 10000
Wait! These aren't MY pants!
ita in Angel....context is for the weak:
No place for semen!
Kate P. - Jan 11, 2005 6:48:21 pm PST #7166 of 10000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Tom Scola, who deserves to be happy:
Tom Scola : Analogies :: Fish : Bicycle
Beverly - Jan 11, 2005 11:12:49 pm PST #7167 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Erin in Natter:
That laundry has been around, some of it, for about a year. It was starting to look like a creature from the Cthlulu universe.
It hissed when I poked it with a stick. So I stuck it in some hot water with detergent and this old grimoire I found at the Salvation Army store.
It doesn't hiss anymore, but some of the pants developed a mysterious third leg..
Beverly - Jan 11, 2005 11:15:40 pm PST #7168 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
shrift, continuing the laundry theme:
I have triumphed over my voicemail. I have nearly triumped over my e-mail. I should get home before 9 o'clock tonight.
And now it occurs to me that I should take advantage of the unholy asskicking I have given this work day by doing laundry.
Erin: I'm SUCh the trendsetter...
billytea - Jan 12, 2005 12:21:03 am PST #7169 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Cashmere in Natter:
Rock, Paper Scissors saved my marriage.