Dear Universe:
I would like to STOP HATING EVERYTHING now, please, thanks. Things are not that bad and certainly do not warrant my internal death ray glare upon reality.
kthkxbai, Nora
'Underneath'
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Dear Universe:
I would like to STOP HATING EVERYTHING now, please, thanks. Things are not that bad and certainly do not warrant my internal death ray glare upon reality.
kthkxbai, Nora
Last night in Deb's lj, I posted a music revelation I had recently.
Nickelback's song Rock Star is like someone dragged the two characters from "Money for Nothing" through twenty years of disappointment, beer, and despair...then shot one of them.
This is the survivor's song.
It's Hard Core Logo!
"I wish. You can get tail in like 10 minutes of wearing this getup".
Funnily enough, when I wear my nun's habit I apparently look a bit too authentic. I get everything from sincere requests for blessings to fearful please-don't-hit-me responses. Parents force their kids to walk up politely and say 'good evening sister'. It's fun to see the facial expressions following the knee-jerk 'yes, sister's.
People, it's Halloween...and you see me in this get up 2 out of 3 years...relax!
It's Hard Core Logo!
I loved that movie. Except for the bits I had to fast forward through. It did feel like the one character could have gotten a clue a bit sooner (though he probably knew and was just being cruel). He doesn't just 'love you', man...he loooves you.
How's that?
Ok, I killed her. Very bad, off-key singing of "Getting to Know You".
Aimee! someone's come up with a "toy" that makes Em's naughty worm look innocent.
Occasionally my right hand thinks it's Egyptian.
Just don't let it know what your left hand is doing.
Oh my gods. We killed her.
Hee. Maria Von Trapp died the night our rival High School opened The Sound of Music. The bastards.