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.
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.
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!
Oh, hec, Jilli's gonna flip for that. I don't think she'll see it for a while as I think she's just headed into a meeting.
I got a gmail address of firstname.lastname@gmail.com (I have to admit I just went to see if firstname.lastname (literally, not my name) was available) just because I don't want to be professionally traced back to any of my domains. And I would never ever have a cuddler type email. With webmail services I use my first name and middle name, or my capoeira name, or one standard no relation to me email addy when I want to be all stealthy.