That sounds like a great way to get your fingers bitten.
All i could think about was those guys from DEAD LIKE ME playing shuffle board... waiting to escort a soul with the plague.
Saffron: But we've been wed. Aren't we to become one flesh? Mal: Well, no, uh... We're still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.
'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.
omnis_audis - Sep 11, 2007 9:02:15 pm PDT #5154 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Susan W. - Sep 11, 2007 9:08:37 pm PDT #5155 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Camping is awesome. Giving yourself a reward for losing weight? Even better. Oh and if you lose that weight shucks you might need... new clothes? Oh and camping is awesome.
Just looking at the Park website, I can tell I'm going to need to learn a whole new vocabulary and way of thinking. My family's camping trips when I was little involved a pop-up camper pulled behind our pick-up and staying in lots of KOAs. I don't think I've ever slept in a tent before. I'm EXTREMELY weirded out by the concept of packing out used toilet paper.
But...those mountains are THERE, and I want to see them.
d - Sep 11, 2007 9:16:07 pm PDT #5156 of 10001
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.
Wow, Lunch Lake is absolutely beautiful! I say go for it.
On Monday I am going to sign up for next year's Philly Triathlon. The worst that can happen is I pay the fee and don't end up participating. It will be good to have that as a goal, since I am Lazy McLazypants. I'm also McFrugalpants, so most likely I'll be doing a triathlon next year to avoid wasting my money.
Dman it, it's already after 2 am and I am not asleep! Good thing I don't have to wake up too early tomorrow. But since I am awake....
Happy Birthday, Polter-Cow!
BigDuluth - Sep 11, 2007 9:17:43 pm PDT #5157 of 10001
"I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world"
Well the first step is read up. The more camping safety stuff you know the more you'll relax. Find friends interested or twist some arms. Next go camping somewhere not so difficult, gain familiarity and work from there. Waking up in the woods in the morning can be awesome, the fewer other campsites around you makes it even better.
My current goal is losing about 35lbs personally
omnis_audis - Sep 11, 2007 9:54:28 pm PDT #5158 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
shit. I just hit SEND. I think I was just inquiring about a position in Texas. I feel a little bit like a traitor. Damn my loyalty! I was a bit coy. Just putting out a feeler, since the position isn't announced yet.
Eeek.
um. Maybe some Prospect~ma?
Shit. How am I supposed to go to sleep now??? Was I too coy? Did I come off as a jerk? Ye Gads I haven't applied for a job in a long time.
Wait! I didn't apply... merely inquired about the soon to be open position.
BigDuluth - Sep 11, 2007 10:13:09 pm PDT #5159 of 10001
"I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world"
much squiggly-ma to you as I head for bed. Night all
Polter-Cow - Sep 11, 2007 10:16:03 pm PDT #5160 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Thanks, d!
Prospect~ma to you, omnis! Also to me, as I finally e-mailed my first potential future wife.
omnis_audis - Sep 11, 2007 10:52:45 pm PDT #5161 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
um. 1st potential future wife? Huh? How does that work?
Polter-Cow - Sep 11, 2007 11:01:13 pm PDT #5162 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Oh, omnis. So new, so unsuspecting.
Short story: arranged marriage.
Long story: it's one in the morning. Perhaps someone will have filled you in by the time I wake up.
Vortex - Sep 11, 2007 11:12:06 pm PDT #5163 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
when it is 4am and there seems to be no end to the packing (and realizing that I have no more boxes for glasses in THIS house, and three empty ones in the new house), I do NOT need to hear the "ooga shaka" song from Ally McBeal