According to one of my students, Hamlet's father was killed "when Claude the Serpent poured snake poison in his ear."
Hamlet's uncle was a Slytherin?
Early: Where'd she go? Simon: I can't keep track of her when she's not incorporeally possessing a space ship. Don't look at me.
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
tommyrot - Mar 13, 2007 6:11:08 am PDT #549 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Ailleann - Mar 13, 2007 6:17:15 am PDT #550 of 10003
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Hamlet's uncle was a Slytherin?
Well, that would explain a lot...
Topic!Cindy - Mar 13, 2007 6:18:53 am PDT #551 of 10003
What is even happening?
Daisy honey, I'm so sorry. You have had enough sorrow lately to last a good long while.
vw, go for the manicure. You'll feel good about yourself, and more confident.
javachik - Mar 13, 2007 6:19:05 am PDT #552 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
Oh Daisy, I am so sorry!
vw, go, treat yourself to a manicure!
I think Erin needs to write a "What I did in the Slammer" essay.
x-post with Veddy Smart Cindy.
vw bug - Mar 13, 2007 6:21:12 am PDT #553 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
I haven't heard from my therapist yet, and I told her I'd be home till 2:45. So, I gave myself a manicure. It's not nearly as good as a shop would do, but they're still pink and sparkly.
So, what do we think about black dress pants, black top and pink/green pashmina? I always like to wear something I can fiddle with (usually a wrap or bracelet).
Daisy Jane - Mar 13, 2007 6:21:18 am PDT #554 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Yeah. I think I'm going to finish the bulk of this stuff up and then call my boss to tell her I need to leave early. I'm wishing the people on the other end of the phone didn't exist. I want my door shut, and most of this crap is data entry, which means my brain is too free.
javachik - Mar 13, 2007 6:23:52 am PDT #555 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
vw, I love shawls and I love green and black together, so there you go. Good luck on the speaking!
Daisy, hope it's not a hassle to be able to leave early.
P.M. Marc - Mar 13, 2007 6:27:52 am PDT #556 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Dang it, DJ. World needs to lay off you for a good while, damn it.
Beverly - Mar 13, 2007 6:28:49 am PDT #557 of 10003
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh dear, where to start? First of all, I have to acknowledge Laura's sly comma ellipsis,,, in tribute to the current assfly in Teppy's ointment. Thank you, my dear, you made me laugh, at least.
Erin, you magnificent woman you. I think right now if I had to tag you with one word it would be aplomb. Sure, there's sexy and epic and bawdy and smart and wicked. But today, my word is aplomb. I'm sorry for the tsuris, but woman, you make it work for you. I know the ossifers will remember fondly the woman who was concered about the sit of the manacle belt.
Andi, hosannas and huzzahs for your friend. Celebrations are all too seldom, we should cherish them when occasion allows.
Cash, I have no words for the idiocy of your medical practice. I hope there's relief and alleviation soon. You SO don't need this.
News of 'Tilda standing in the friend's lap and exchanging baby-crow calls is enchanting. She does sound like a complete and utter boo.
I am not surprised JZ has her Oscar speech ready to go.
I'm sure the Harvard students will be eddified and appreciative, vw. Go you!
(((DJ))) I'm sorry the news doesn't seem to get better. Strength to you.
I'm off to take Mom to the doctor in another hour. Wish me no complications.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 13, 2007 6:30:02 am PDT #558 of 10003
What is even happening?
No complications at all, Beverly.