There is someone on my disability e-mail list who calls herself(?) huglovr@(something). com. Even though I'm not sure who it is, I think I hate them. But maybe that's because I'm bittercynic@yahoo.com. (Not really...my e is very boring. But I bet that would start some comments.)
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Is Em the composer of Spider Pig?
Oh, I think I forgot to say: as far as time management goes, the only way I can hold myself to any kind of schedule is to be all boot camp about it. Sad but true. I hope you can find a workable middle ground, erika.
Me too. Cause the problem with boot camp is that my life really doesn't run like a finely tuned watch, so I will screw up. And I really don't need to beat myself up about it and mutter "What is your major malfunction?" under my breath all day at myself.
I feel you, bunk.
Is Em the composer of Spider Pig?
No, that would be Homer. Or rather Homer would be the lyricist.
As in the Illiad?
Such range, you know? Really remarkable.
Eliza Dushku. Is talking to the announcers at the Red Sox game right now helping to raise money for the Jimmy Fund.
Aimee & Jilli, have you seen this version of "Popular" from Wicked by the Avenue Q puppets?
Not Aimee or Jilli - but damn....great link. So glad I'm working at home today!