Oooo...I like Life as Literature.
Stop means no. And no means no. So . . . stop.
Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
vw bug - Apr 02, 2008 3:50:17 pm PDT #2990 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
tommyrot - Apr 02, 2008 4:00:39 pm PDT #2991 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
How about: "Oral History: That's What She Said"
vw bug - Apr 02, 2008 4:04:33 pm PDT #2992 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
How about: "Oral History: That's What She Said"
Ok. I shit you not. My brother's first (joking) suggestion was, "That's What She Said."
javachik - Apr 02, 2008 4:10:50 pm PDT #2993 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
BWAH!
meara - Apr 02, 2008 4:13:21 pm PDT #2994 of 10001
"Oral History: That's What She Said"
HAH! I totally want this to be the title. But um, if not, everyone else's suggestions are good too.
Unemployment can go ASS themselves in the EAR. They sent me more shit to fill out...and one of htem was all "You didn't respond to our earlier mailing! THerefore we take away your money for that week!". And I"m like "FUCK YOU, I have a fax coversheet PROVING I responded!! EAT ME!" Sigh.
vw bug - Apr 02, 2008 4:15:43 pm PDT #2995 of 10001
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Apparently, tommyrot and my brother are on the same page.
Ok. I've just e-mailed my adviser and asked his advice, since my father just made some very good points about the "Narrative Inheritance" inclusion.
And with that, I'm going to bed. I really wanted to get through editing my third section tonight, but my brain is dead. Dead, I tell you!
I'm a little aggravated at work, though. I e-mailed my boss early today asking him for tomorrow off so I could finish my edits on my thesis to get it to the proofreader. I told him he could tell me when I was at work today. Well, he had already left for the day, but he had been there to get my e-mail. But, did he respond? Nope. So now I can't plan on either option. Grrrrr. I guess I can call in the morning, but I'm annoyed. I shouldn't be, but I am. So there you have it. And now I'll go to bed so none of you have to see my pixels for, oh, 8 whole hours!
vw bug - Apr 02, 2008 4:19:30 pm PDT #2996 of 10001
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Oh! But one more funny thing. I called my mom to complain about her posting that picture of me and the bride, and she agreed to delete it, but not before commenting, "I just posted this! How has it already had 18 views?!" Um...because I posted a link to the board so everyone could see how awful it was.
So, now the link is dead. Sorry guys! It's as dead as my brain. Maybe deader!
Jessica - Apr 02, 2008 4:38:37 pm PDT #2997 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
"Oral History: That's What She Said"
Heh - my sister did once title a queer studies paper "Dude, That's So Gay," but it was kind of a special case.
ION, baby loves Roomba.
Hil R. - Apr 02, 2008 4:47:01 pm PDT #2998 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
ION, baby loves Roomba.
DED of the cute.
javachik - Apr 02, 2008 4:54:21 pm PDT #2999 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I saw that earlier, Jess, and immediately hoped that D didn't end up with a Buster-like fixation on the thing - "I am a monster!"
And for my own pics spam, may I present my dog Chile Pepper, bathed in the glow of a fiery sunset? Right after this damned photo was taken, I dropped the camera and smashed the lens to bits. Damn it.