But I was hardly the model group member for that group of Birth Survivors due to my disquieting tendency to blurt out things like "Okay, who'd you fuck?"
Someday I'll turn gay and we'll run away to Denmark and get gay married.
Damn it! You know what? I'm sick of this crap. I'm sick of being the guy who eats insects and gets the funny syphilis. As of this moment, it's over. I'm finished being everybody's butt monkey!
Xander ,'Lessons'
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.
Trudy Booth - Feb 19, 2008 12:19:12 pm PST #7074 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
erikaj - Feb 19, 2008 12:25:59 pm PST #7075 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Cool...reverse diaspora's fine with me. Full circle and all that(great-grandpa came from Copenhagen) And they never watched television, either. Ever. What can I talk to people like that about? Especially if they don't appreciate a good murder. I'm out, then, you know. It's how we roll in Munchkinland. Deflecting personal questions with jokes since 1978.
Jen - Feb 19, 2008 12:34:48 pm PST #7076 of 10001
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
You can get gay married in Massachusetts! I heart my state.
Trudy Booth - Feb 19, 2008 12:35:04 pm PST #7077 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
Maybe we'll murder someone!
Aims - Feb 19, 2008 1:06:26 pm PST #7078 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
checks Gay Agenda, which was acquired through GOP website
No, no, no, I'm sorry. You can't go to Denmark to get gay-married. You have to go to Massachusetts. On ... lemme see...Gay Pride's that weekend, AIDS awareness that weekend, then there's Folsom...there's time in October. That work for you guys?
Wait. This is the Gay Itinerary. Dammit.
Susan W. - Feb 19, 2008 2:01:00 pm PST #7079 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Sleeping Annabel: [link]
When we put her to bed, Clifford and Kitty were tucked next to her and were NOT wearing party hats. She was also under a sheet and a quilt, which ended up on the floor and out of sight.
Polter-Cow - Feb 19, 2008 2:01:50 pm PST #7080 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
After my mom was diagnosed with ALS (well, actually, at some point after she lost the use of her legs), my parents put me in counseling. I was 12, and all the counselor really wanted me to say was that my father was sexually abusing me. Which couldn't have been farther from the truth, and made me absolutely distrust all psychological counseling for years and years.
That sounds like the time I went to a counselor in college to talk about my issues with my mom, and all she wanted to talk about was why I didn't have a girlfriend. Never went back.
d - Feb 19, 2008 2:26:42 pm PST #7081 of 10001
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.
I borrowed the Wicked soundtrack from the library. It was not true love at first listen. But I had it on repeat b/c the radio was boring on my way to/from AC. Now I'm addicted, and can't get the songs out of my head!
erikaj - Feb 19, 2008 2:45:07 pm PST #7082 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Ok, Lehane country it is. I'll shock my cousins some other time. Wicked cool, huh?
omnis_audis - Feb 19, 2008 2:56:11 pm PST #7083 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Sleeping Annabel: [link]We walked in one night and this is what we saw. Apparently she'd been having a party.
What? no empties? Man, we gotta teach that kid how to party!
I went to a counselor in college to talk about my issues with my mom, and all she wanted to talk about was why I didn't have a girlfriend. Never went back.What's kind of funny is, my folks got divorced when I was 5, so "they" (not sure who) thought it best that I go to the school shrink to help me through it. All I remember about the one or two visits was playing this board game where you roll, land on a space, and draw a card that has a question. The one question I remember was "what do you think if a boy stands with his hands in his pants and plays with his pennies" and I was like "whatever, quarters are more fun cuz you can play that basketball game, but thats at a table with a friend" and the shrink was like "um, that doesn't say 'pennies' that says 'penis'." I told my mom how the guy was asking wank questions, and I didn't get called back down to his office again.