It also only accepts ax, not axe. Now I'm staring at "axe." That is an OK way to spell it, right? I'm doubting my ability to spell first grade words now.
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
Don't worry, I won't stalk you guys, we'll just hang around the Alchemist till you show up! Tough work indeed.
You could stalk me! Is it stalking if I *want* you to?
TCG and I need to get up to Vermont soon and start looking at possible elopement places
sj, my bro got married here: [link] It used to be called the Caravan Bed & Breakfast, but apparently it has new owners. The web site doesn't really have good pictures to show you the property, so I'll pimp my pictures: back porch, garden in which the ceremony was held (not many guests were at the ceremony, so the garden was the right size; the B&B has a lot of land where a bigger ceremony could be held); if you look past my SiL, you can see the gazebo; the barn (part of the B&B) where the reception was; the barn has a loft for tables as well as room for tables on the ground floor.
(That damned B&B should pay me for the PR I'm giving them!)
t edit And if I had read more closely, I would have realized that you don't need a place that has room for a reception. D'oh. (But the pictures are still cool, right?)
The elopement for me is really about avoiding the fuss. Flower, dancing, cutting the cake, people clinking glasses all night, etc.
That's EXACTLY why, should I ever get married, I'd rather elope. However, I also love a good party, so I'd be happy to throw a HUGE hootenanny some time after the entirely hypothetical elopement.
Did you say the iguana is sitting in water?
There is a water dish (actually, it's a rectangular glass dish that I normally put leftovers in....never again) in the tank for the iguana, so she can either sit in it, or sit on the dry "carpet" (it's special reptile-tank carpet -- for real; I saw the box it came in).
What part of "your budget is X" do people not understand? Do not send me a list of supplies that is X + $600 (and don't think I didn't notice the $500 piece of equipment that you added, which I suspect might be used for something other than my program). And you REALLY shouldn't call me and say "well, this stuff is backordered, so we can take it off the list, so the supplies are now X + $300, is that okay?" NO IT'S NOT FUCKING OKAY. Your budget is X. I have made that clear. Apparently, despite having a Ph.D., either you can't read or you can't add.
Oh, and, if further proof is needed to demonstrate how petty I am:
Given that the dalmatian keeps trying to throw down with Guest Dog, and given how stressful it's being, I think that, if the worst-case scenario happened and Friend said "Uh, I can't take my pets back," The Boy would probably say "You get them NOW or I'll tell you what shelter I'm taking them to."
Because as compassionate towards animals as The Boy is, his *own* animals come first, and if the Guest Pets are stressing out the Resident Pets, he's going to act in favor of the Resident Pets.
Yay, that's good Steph!!
Now I'm staring at "axe." That is an OK way to spell it, right?
It's an acceptable scrabble word! That's all I know.
sj, my bro got married here: [link]. It used to be called the Caravan Bed & Breakfast, but apparently it has new owners. The web site doesn't really have good pictures to show you the property, so I'll pimp my pictures: back porch, garden in which the ceremony was held (not many guests were at the ceremony, so the garden was the right size; the B&B has a lot of land where a bigger ceremony could be held); if you look past my SiL, you can see the gazebo; the barn (part of the B&B) where the reception was; the barn has a loft for tables as well as room for tables on the ground floor.
Very pretty!
In case anyone didn't catch it: eye-drop poisoning is no laughing matter.
Very pretty!
There's also a nice B&B in Waterbury proper called the Stagecoach Inn; the advantage there is that you could elope and then go down the street a few blocks and eat at my bro's restaurant. t /eternal pimp (Not that his place needs my pimping; they're still always busy.)
We tried to watch Tru Calling last night and failed. I should have listened to P-C when he saw it on my Netflix queue and told me to take it off.
When I went to bed I thought I'd give it one more episode but my DVD player kept stopping every few minutes. Even the machine didn't care for it.
Hee! It does get better, but it takes most of the first season to do so. Until then, you're forced to melt your brain.
there's too much good stuff on my Netflix queue for brain melting. The Comedy Central Roast of William Shatner should be arriving today!