I'm sorry, Scrappy and DJ.
My love for me now / Ain't hard to explain / The Hero of Canton / The man they call...ME.
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
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.
sarameg - Aug 05, 2008 4:55:07 pm PDT #9902 of 10001
Gadget_Girl - Aug 05, 2008 5:59:34 pm PDT #9903 of 10001
Just call me "Siouxsie Shunshine".
{{{Scrappy and DJ}}}
WindSparrow - Aug 05, 2008 6:45:33 pm PDT #9904 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.
Much ~ma to A and S, and to the hands of the surgeons.
Punctuation to Scrappy and DJ.
WindSparrow - Aug 05, 2008 6:48:51 pm PDT #9905 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.
Spike's Bitches 42: What was the question again?
I'm partial to this one. Quotes are lovesome things, God wot, but there simply must be an acknowledgment of the Great Number, or what's a geekdom for?
WindSparrow - Aug 05, 2008 6:53:49 pm PDT #9906 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.
Best Freudian slip ever: (I mean, aside from the girl who eventually became our high school class salutatorian calling our 10th grade history teacher "Beer Belly") Daniel referring to CuteOverload.com as CuteOverlord.
omnis_audis - Aug 05, 2008 6:57:20 pm PDT #9907 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
scrappy, I'll be the optimist, maybe he checked into a rehab.
DJ, have I met this BFF?
So big bosses daughter has serious arm breakage. Dislocated elbow, both bones in forarm broke, and something or other with the wrist. No clue how she is doing, but I'm guessing no family vacation.
ION, there is a temporary lull in the heat wave. I've got the front door and sliding glass door open, getting a nice breeze. A cool 83f.
omnis_audis - Aug 05, 2008 7:00:06 pm PDT #9908 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
spike 42: we have the answer to all questions
meara - Aug 05, 2008 8:10:14 pm PDT #9909 of 10001
Ay--was so tired I left the work site a little after 4pm, got to the hotel, checked in and all, read a little b.org, email, etc, but was too tired to respond, was all lying on the bed, thinking "OK, i'll get up and go to the mall and read and shop and get dinner..." and fell asleep for three hours. Until my phone rang.
So I ended up eating dinner in the hotel restaurant. Bad choice, but it was 9pm and I was too tired and hungry to go anywhere. Terrible food, awful service, AND, when the food finally came and they handed me a ketchup bottle for the fries, I tried to shake it and the lid flew off and ketchup flew EVERYWHERE, all over me, all over the table, it was awful!! I tried to wipe it all off me with water and she brought me some club soda, I'm hoping it doesn't stain. Eep.
Vortex - Aug 05, 2008 8:13:28 pm PDT #9910 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
ugh. that sucks meara.
meara - Aug 05, 2008 8:25:50 pm PDT #9911 of 10001
Yeah. On the bright side, I managed to track down hot pictures of me in drag on the internet to send to a girl I've been flirting with, even though I don't have my home computer with me (where i have them bookmarked). Score!
(here in case any of you haven't seen them in a while)
And the nap means I should be well rested tomorrow. And the ringing phone was my best friend, who entertained me with her tales of dating woe, while I tried to give her good flirting advice. I think I'm feeling less ridiculously PMS-y than I was the past several days. Not that I should've been feeling that way at ALL (hellloo, artificial hormones??) but...