Whenever I hear/read the word "linguists"
oh good. I'm glad it's not just me. I won't tell you what "runt" brings to mind.
Sometimes I miss having powers... Oh. Oh! I know what this is! This is peer pressure! Any second now you're gonna make me smoke tobacco and--and have drugs!
Anya ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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 - Mar 16, 2008 8:43:20 pm PDT #125 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Pix - Mar 16, 2008 8:43:58 pm PDT #126 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
This is not looking good. My tech support is out to sea, and the laptop is making pitiful spinning sounds. No screen. One little start up chime, but then nothing but the sound of a dying drive. Shit. I have a lot of data on this drive. Also, no money to buy a new laptop right now. Did I mention shit?
Laga - Mar 16, 2008 8:44:44 pm PDT #127 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
shit
DavidS - Mar 16, 2008 8:55:24 pm PDT #128 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Did I mention shit?
That certainly sucks.
Of course, it does help that your SO can build a computer from parts lying around the back of his truck.
Pix - Mar 16, 2008 9:42:14 pm PDT #129 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Sean and I have determined that it is not merely dead, it's really most sincerely dead.
Time to hit the genius bar to hopefully save my data and possibly go a lot more into debt. (Because ND may be good, but even he can't create a Mac laptop out of spare PC parts.)
Ah, March.
Fay - Mar 16, 2008 10:22:58 pm PDT #130 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Kristin, looks like you should've dated a pie-maker instead.
...aw, man. Suddenly I'm pining for a Pushing Daisies Pi Day ep.
Miracleman - Mar 17, 2008 4:06:48 am PDT #131 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Goooooooood Morning Vietnam!
Today has been exhausting and I'm less than four whole hours into it.
Em got into bed with us...again...around 2 or 3 a.m. Then she would randomly sit up and ask me incomprehensible things. She'd poke me in the shoulder and say "Daddy? Daddy? DADDY?!"
"Mmf, flrgle, what Punkin? What is it?"
"Daddy? Can we shaph do sobba wik wik in a minute?"
"...sure. Go back to sleep."
Some time later:
"Daddy? DADDY?!"
"Punk. What?"
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Punkin'? What?"
"Daddy?"
"Emeline. What?!"
"Daddy? Can we yab to the mow mow for a little while?"
"Go back to sleep."
"Daddy?"
"Sleep! I command you!"
And so on.
This morning it was "Return of the Revenge of the I Don't LIKE Pants!" For about, I think, eternity. Sobbing while getting dressed. Sobbing while brushing her teeth. Sobbing while the Empress put her hair in ponytails (something Daddy is, apparently, fundamentally incapable of doing). Sobbing down the stairs. Sobbing into her Corn Pops. Then she cheered up!
"Daddy? Can I watch TV?"
"No, Punk. We don't have time, we're leaving in a few minutes."
Sobbing while putting on her boots. Sobbing while putting on her coat. Sobbing in the car.
Then I get to work and the payroll server is down with a critical hard drive error. So I got that goin' for me.
WindSparrow - Mar 17, 2008 4:38:22 am PDT #132 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.
Oh, dear. Poor little Em. Growing up is such hard work. Poor Em's parents - it ain't exactly a spectator sport, is it?
Aims - Mar 17, 2008 5:06:23 am PDT #133 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Hells no. Parenting is full contact.
Miracleman - Mar 17, 2008 5:08:31 am PDT #134 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
it ain't exactly a spectator sport, is it?
Hells no. Parenting is full contact.
We forgot to buy pads and helmets.
Either that or parenting is like rugby and this morning I was just a whiny little bitch.