A monster ate the moon!
We're proud to say that the Class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history.
Jonathan ,'Touched'
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Tom Scola - Mar 03, 2007 1:26:11 pm PST #4947 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
lori - Mar 03, 2007 2:12:59 pm PST #4948 of 10001
oh no Tom! Can you see through the monster's orange flesh to see the moon shining through?
flea - Mar 03, 2007 2:17:53 pm PST #4949 of 10001
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We have just been out in the yard looking at the moon, with a wet pulled-from-the-bath child (in bathrobe.) Came in to warm up and are going back out.
Jesse - Mar 03, 2007 2:53:16 pm PST #4950 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I didn't go out, like a lameass. Ah well.
What I did do is watch more old Homicide, and I forgot that Junior Bunk is Mehki Phifer!
Lee - Mar 03, 2007 2:56:35 pm PST #4951 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I went out, and ran errands, but now I'm home, and may not leave again.
Glamcookie - Mar 03, 2007 2:57:37 pm PST #4952 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Sigh...I have to meet with a group tonight for a school project. That ain't right.
Kathy A - Mar 03, 2007 3:01:23 pm PST #4953 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I've noticed that my one cat that hangs on the door to let me know that it must be opened has really tightened up her formerly sagging belly. Almost inspires me to do some chin-ups myself.
Hmmm, maybe I can see if putting some catnip on the doorhandle would work for Amarna.
I had a very productive day today. Picked up goggles, nose clip, and flip-flops for the pool, underwear to replace all the holey ones I purged back in December, and two CDs at Barnes & Noble, and with all the gift cards and certificates and coupons I used, I only spent $20 altogether, and still have $10 left on the gift card for the clothes store.
Then, after all that shopping, I went over to the fitness center and did the treadmill workout that I skipped last night due to the storm. I bumped up the speed just a bit and added a minute, so I increased my distance by .9 of a mile over Wednesday's workout! All I have to do tonight is set my alarm for 7:30 so I can get over and do laps in the one hour of open-swim time they have tomorrow, from 8-9 am.
And after all that, I came home and chatted with ChiKat on the phone for a few hours! All in all, a very fun day.
msbelle - Mar 03, 2007 3:03:29 pm PST #4954 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
productive day here too - 2 loads of laundry, cats to vet and catfood from vet acquired, lunch with friends, mac to visit uncle, tiny grocery trip, pictures printed, food prep for tomorrow, fridge clean out, trash dumped. now to sleep.
Jesse - Mar 03, 2007 3:06:15 pm PST #4955 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Sigh...I have to meet with a group tonight for a school project. That ain't right.
Yeah, that sucks. We did a lot of that when I was in grad school -- when people are working in the day and have classes at night (and sometimes families at home), time to meet as a group is hard to find.
§ ita § - Mar 03, 2007 3:17:28 pm PST #4956 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Urgh. Trying to get my cardio in gear for the black belt test. T-4 weeks. Today's workout was brief. 10 minutes during which the treadmill was supposed to adjust its incline to get my heartrate near 146, but failed entirely. And then 13 minutes of me alternating between a minute at 3MPH and one at 7MPH, and then finishing up with two minutes at 7MPH (which had my heartrate handily over 160 for 14+ minutes, thank you very much, mister treadmill).
What is really irritating is that my mind is what takes me out of it--my body's more fit than my brain gives it credit for. Damned well have to get over that hump before the test comes around. And I damned well have to do two hard cardio days a week at the gym at the very least.