Party at Brenda's! (she has an awesome place!)
Buffy. When I saw you stop the world from, you know, ending, I just assumed that was a big week for you. Turns out I suddenly find myself needing to know the plural of 'apocalypse.'
Riley ,'Potential'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
Lee - Aug 12, 2007 8:03:32 am PDT #4166 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
sumi - Aug 12, 2007 8:05:16 am PDT #4167 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
So jealous of the washer and dryer.
brenda m - Aug 12, 2007 8:08:37 am PDT #4168 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Dishwasher too. But damn, I've never had a w/d in any place I've lived (as an adult). And having it right there means I can basically use it as a hamper (my brother's brill suggestion), and for the first time in my life actually have clean clothes on a regular basis. Whoo-hoo!
bon bon - Aug 12, 2007 8:10:03 am PDT #4169 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I am jealous too!
Lee - Aug 12, 2007 8:16:15 am PDT #4170 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Jesse, are you cleaning? I'm not cleaning, really, outside of doing laundry. I need to fix that.
Pix - Aug 12, 2007 8:20:10 am PDT #4171 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
Brenda, SQUEE! What a gorgeous place! Also, you will love your front-loading washer/dryer more than your last SO. Not that I know who that was, but I do know the love I have for my front-loader is mighty.
Our cats sleep on the bed. Byron sleeps on my pillow most nights. My mom grew up on a farm and didn't have "pets" (as opposed to animals owned for a purpose) until she left home. Now she has the three most spoiled cats in the world. My dad isn't so much a cat person, but he grew up with beloved dogs and now treats his dog better than he treats me. Seriously, the man doesn't come visit me because of his dog. Makes me batty.
Anyway, with an upbringing like that, no way were my animals going to be anything but family.
ETA: No judgment there, just an agreement that its cultural.
brenda m - Aug 12, 2007 8:22:29 am PDT #4172 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Speaking of animals and beds, I'm implementing a new rule:
If you can't be bothered to get up off your damn (dog) bed, it doesn't count as a security threat and you can please shut the hell up with the furious barking. Sheesh.
sumi - Aug 12, 2007 8:22:44 am PDT #4173 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Jesse - Aug 12, 2007 8:25:50 am PDT #4174 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesse, are you cleaning? I'm not cleaning, really, outside of doing laundry. I need to fix that.
I'm not doing shit. Maybe soon?
Steph L. - Aug 12, 2007 8:42:32 am PDT #4175 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
now treats his dog better than he treats me. Seriously, the man doesn't come visit me because of his dog.
When my mom and stepdad go on vacation, they board their dog at a kennel, and they give the kennel *my* phone number as the emergency contact number. Once, my mom called me from vacation to make sure that the kennel hadn't called me with any problems with the dog. Seriously -- the first question was, "Is everything okay with Petey?"
Not too weird for a dog-owner, right? Except that they were on vacation in PARIS. She made an international call to make sure the dog was okay. And there had been nothing wrong with him before they left. So....yeah. I feel you on your dad treating the dog better than he treats you.