I thought you quilters were all kind of industrious.
Bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!
I could hear vw's evil laugh when I read that.
She didn't even touch her pumpkin. It's a freak with no face.
Willow ,'Help'
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.
Ginger - May 23, 2007 12:27:48 pm PDT #9893 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Kathy A - May 23, 2007 12:45:09 pm PDT #9894 of 10003
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I've been zipping along on my sister's wedding present (a cross-stitched wedding announcement). The inside is rather plain (just the couple's names and the date, with "United in Marriage" above it), but the bitch to finish was the border--all Celtic interwoven circles. When I finished the first colored circle pattern all the way around, I realized I had miscounted one entire side and had to rip out all three gradations of blue circles on that side and re-do it (it was only off by one line, but even on a 32-count fabric, that one line will mess up the entire pattern). But, the border is now done, and I just started working on the two squares for the initial letters of "United" and "Marriage". I should have it done by the end of June/middle of July, at the latest.
Zenkitty - May 23, 2007 1:04:45 pm PDT #9895 of 10003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
::envies juliana::
I hate technology. Why won't shit just WORK?
Daisy Jane - May 23, 2007 1:13:34 pm PDT #9896 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Today is one of those beautiful San Francisco days that make you happy to be alive. It's warm and sunny, so I bought my lunch at the Rincon Center and walked down to the waterfront. I sat in the sun and warmed my lizard self as I ate my burrito, and then I walked to the Ferry Building and checked out all the nummy foodstuffs.
Jealous! Dying to go back there so bad.
Volans - May 23, 2007 2:15:09 pm PDT #9897 of 10003
move out and draw fire
I'm thinking about multiple homicide. But they're only 8 year-olds, and it's not their fault this building has nowhere for them to play but the stairs, and that the building is made of tin foil and papier-mache.
WindSparrow - May 23, 2007 2:36:19 pm PDT #9898 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Huh. I thought this kind of thing only happened with knitting, crocheting and cross-stitch. I thought you quilters were all kind of industrious.
erm, I learned to crochet first. Maybe that explain someth.....
Sorry. I just...um...I currently have probably 15-20 quilt projects currently in progress.
Or not.
Oh, noes, I'm behind!
vw bug - May 23, 2007 3:12:52 pm PDT #9899 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
You Bitches may have taken away my Lifetime TV channel, but you can't take away my movies! I just found a bunch on iTunes.
Take that! Now I can procrastinate with my OTP.
vw bug - May 23, 2007 3:17:29 pm PDT #9900 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
Oh, you guys are GOOD!
EVIL! EVIL!
My connection keeps timing out before the movie I want is completely downloaded.
EVIL, I TELL YOU!
-t - May 23, 2007 3:28:37 pm PDT #9901 of 10003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I just read a paean to the Lifetime movie, where was that? Entertainment Weekly? it made me think of you, vw. If I can find it again, I'll link.
Pix - May 23, 2007 5:30:58 pm PDT #9902 of 10003
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
After getting up at 5:45, fighting an hour through traffic to work, working solidly for ten more hours, and then spending another hour fighting my way back home, it is extremely difficult to convince myself I need to grade papers tonight. But I really do. Woe.
On the upside? Nothing rocks quite as much as flannel pants and pirate socks at the end of a long day.