Whoo! Lots of congrats!
Yay flea! Yay Jilli! Yay Jesse! Yay paperdol getting 'pediaed!
Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
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.
Whoo! Lots of congrats!
Yay flea! Yay Jilli! Yay Jesse! Yay paperdol getting 'pediaed!
Just in case anyone's bored and looking for a website to make fun of: ALIENSHIFT, Time Travel, Pole Shift, MARS, 2012, UFO, Aliens
Sophia, I think I'd rather have the drop-down menus first, before the open keyword search, but I don't have a really good reason why.
I swear to god, I was just almost jumping up and down with my Big Boss. But only in our heads.
OMG, I just got the actual confirmation of Very Good News Indeed at work.
Yay!
OMG, I just got the actual confirmation of Very Good News Indeed at work.
Yay, Jesse!
work is imploding today - so many things going wrong.
Boo!!!!!! Work needs to not do that to you, msbelle.
(I'm freaking out a smidge also because I am still feeling intimidated by the changes I need to make to my book proposal.)
Jilli Jilli Jilli! You know what will take your mind off those stressful things? [link]
In TEXAS. And apparently G made Frank, Ray, and Matt take off their shirts.
love grace's shaved head.
I totally forgot to yay this! She looks so very much better all sleek and non-patchy. And I swear she looks happier, too, like she knew the previous look was an assault upon her dignity and had just been waiting for some grown-up to tend to her properly and pretty her up.
Jilli, that's so amazingly cool. I mean, the mere fact of it is cool, but it's also a great interview.
ita, that comic led me to this one, which sent me into gales of laughter that I can't explain to the co-workers.
t edit And, unfortunately, this one made me wince in recognition.
Yay, Jilli!
Happy Birthday, Robin!!!
this one made me wince in recognition.
God, me too. And I feel lightly embarassed at being so touched by the plaintive geek love ones. But I am. Something's wrong with me. I should do a poledancing trick or something...punch someone in the head...and right myself.
And I feel lightly embarassed at being so touched by the plaintive geek love ones. But I am. Something's wrong with me.
The Boy made me a Mobius strip out of scrap metal. I can no longer be embarassed at being touched by the plaintive geek love ones. I *am* a comic strip waiting to happen.