fucksocks. My sister's icky husband asked my Mom if he could come over and talk with her and Dad about why they don't like him. This was scheduled for Sunday and the family was feeling pretty hopeful like maybe this guy has the ability to be a reasonable person after all. I just got an email from Mom that Asshat has cancelled his appointment. Today is Mom's birthday.
Yes! Ohmigod! Someone's blondie bear's a twenty-question genius!
Harmony ,'Help'
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.
Laga - Oct 03, 2007 2:19:09 pm PDT #8347 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
ChiKat - Oct 03, 2007 2:23:34 pm PDT #8348 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Ginger, I hope you and your mummy arm are doing better today. That just sucks.
Erin, do you teach in public schools? Monday is Columbus Day, so you may already have the day off (I do!).
Dear Universe,
You are on The List! Step off and quit using the Miracleborns as your personal litter box.
Ta,
ChiKat
Ginger - Oct 03, 2007 2:31:51 pm PDT #8349 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
In further adventures of the mummy hand, I had forgotten one of the annoying effects. I can't get my right hand to my mouth.
DavidS - Oct 03, 2007 2:32:40 pm PDT #8350 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I can't get my right hand to my mouth.
Clearly you need a tiny little trebuchet attached to your right hand to fling grapes up into your mouth.
Trudy Booth - Oct 03, 2007 2:35:52 pm PDT #8351 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I can't get my right hand to my mouth.
As long as it doesn't know what your left hand is doing.
sj - Oct 03, 2007 2:37:33 pm PDT #8352 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Ginger, I'm sorry about the mummy hand. That sounds so uncomfortable.
Sean K - Oct 03, 2007 2:48:26 pm PDT #8353 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Sorry to hear that, Aims. It sounds like somebody else fucked up in the hiring, and Joe gets to burn for it.
Sean K - Oct 03, 2007 2:53:25 pm PDT #8354 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
ION, can I say how much I loathe loathe loathe those stupid stick-figure family stickers with the names that people put on the back of their SUVs?
'Cuz guess what? Now I know the names, number and gender of all of your children. And many times, I also know your names and the name of your cat and/or dog. And I can probably find where you live from your license plate number.
"Hi, Tina. I'm a friend of your mom, Kathleen, and she sent me to pick you up from school because she had to take Fluffy to the vet. Get in the car and we'll go pick up your brothers, Tommy and Billy."
sj - Oct 03, 2007 2:57:15 pm PDT #8355 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I thought the same thing the first time I saw one of those, Sean.
WindSparrow - Oct 03, 2007 2:58:54 pm PDT #8356 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Yeah, Sean, now ya got me all creeped out.
Ugh, Laga. I wish peace for your family.
{{{{Miracleborns}}}}} Great new job~ma for Joe.