Happy Birthday, shrift!
It's -10° F outside right now.
Welcome to the Upper Midwest. Wait until that's the high for the day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Happy Birthday, shrift!
It's -10° F outside right now.
Welcome to the Upper Midwest. Wait until that's the high for the day.
Ah, 29 . . . I'm 47 and am starting to get the "What the hell have you done with your life, loser?" pangs.
Wrod on the killing of people who make the "29 for the first time" joke. I enjoy trotting out the truth to the faux funny people who ask my age, waiting for some stupid reply.
I don't know, shrift, is there a story? Beyond the general hilarity of Nikita fandom?
I'm only 32 and I hate those freaking "Oh, you mean 29 for the fourth time?" people! No! I mean 32! What the hell is wrong with 32!?!
We were in Canada and surrounded by insanity. Um. I was probably wearing vinyl pants? Was that the year I wrote porn on napkins and the con drank the hotel bar out of tequila on the first night?
The problem with this world is there are more people who think they are funny than there are people who are funny.
The problem with this world is there are more people who think they are funny than there are people who are funny.
(raises hand) Yeah, sorry about that. I'm taking medication, now.
I was probably wearing vinyl pants? Was that the year I wrote porn on napkins and the con drank the hotel bar out of tequila on the first night?
Um. Was that the second con? That was definitely the year I met jean and Shan (and couldn't believe how pretty Shan was).
29 is easy. You can do 29 standing on your head. I think it's wonderful that you've been able to become so very shrift in that short a time.
(raises hand) Yeah, sorry about that. I'm taking medication, now.
See? The perfect example of someone who thinks he's funny, yet in fact is funny.