OMG, co-worker, stop frickin' screaming into your phone! So annoying!
Simon ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[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.
And, honestly, I don't think they have as much energy as you did. Possibly because they don't get to go off-campus and suck down six cups of coffee in the middle of the schoolday!
That and the crazy.
And, honestly, I don't think they have as much energy as you did. Possibly because they don't get to go off-campus and suck down six cups of coffee in the middle of the schoolday!
"However much coffee you drink, I want you to cut it in half."
"I don't drink coffee."
I think at least Aimee will know the source...
That and the crazy.
I have my suspicions.
Anyway, I'm off home. Sharing space with my father for a week after three months without may be... interesting. Bye!
There is a story in fandom about a number of veteran writers sitting around a bar at a con, including, in the story I heard, Robert Silverberg and Dick Lupoff. One of the writers was talking about a young writer who was pretty full of himself. To describe the young writer, he said, "He's sort of like a young Harlan Ellison."
Another writer (perhaps Silverberg) looks up from his drink as says, "Let's kill him now."
I went to see Harlan Ellison, Neil Gaiman, and... somebody else in Cambridge. Boy, I really enjoyed two thirds of that night. Oh wait, I'm sorry, there's no way Ellison stuck to his allotted time. Maybe I enjoyed one third of it.
I love the stories about Darwyn Cooke. He has always been gracious and funny and kind when I've encountered him, but you hear these stories about him getting his drink on and punching somebody.
At least she looks happy about it. Still cuties, both of them.
YAY Bangs!!
I can't believe that was a YEAR ago!!!