I *can* do that. I had a window open for that and hopefully saved a draft before I had to euthanize and reboot my computer.
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
That used to be one of my favorite things to do, too.Wouldn't it be nice? We could look at this guy's art even [link]
I am just at massive loose ends right now.
And water seems like it would be something nice to watch. Just not the snow melting and driving me nuts with the constant dripdripdripness of it all.
Are you all out of Sports Night to watch, Cass?
Upstart Crow!
Jeez I loved that place when I lived in SD. So glad to hear it is still going strong.
The people who were coming to look at the table I have for sale were supposed to come between 3 and 5. It's 4:55. This is not promising.
I've got a few more eps. I am just twitchy and I don't know if I can really enjoy Sports Night right now. Or anything.
Pretty sure Upstart Crow will survive forever. It better. It's been a touchstone of mine since well before I even lived in San Diego.
It's 39 degrees out. That seems like the roads should be un-icy for a bit. I'm going to make a firelog run and see if that helps. That way I can get out, do something, and be happier once I am frozed back in later on tonight.
I am just twitchy and I don't know if I can really enjoy Sports Night right now. Or anything.
I hate that feeling. Hope it passes soon.
Good luck outside.
{{{Cass}}} Sorry about the twitchy. I hope it passes quickly.
Ah Cass, I'm sorry you're feeling twitchy.
Lee, was it you who had a tag something like "Let your freak flag fly"? If so, where was that from?
On the way home from school, the kids and I had a discussion which ended in me saying, "Look, I appreciate all three of you fly your freak flags high, but that's not normal, either."
Then I started wondering about the story/context behind the tag.
I don't remember, Cindy. Sorry about that.