In the hopes of giving myself more energy, I just made lunch/dinner. Spaghetti dressed with olive oil, butter, garlic, sea salt, fire-roasted tomatoes, and chicken meatballs with sun-dried tomatoes. Shaved parm overtop.
I wanna nap now.
Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!
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.
Barb - Jul 23, 2008 10:38:38 am PDT #9175 of 10003
“Not dead yet!”
Scrappy - Jul 23, 2008 10:39:26 am PDT #9176 of 10003
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
You nap, I'll eat your lunch.
Barb - Jul 23, 2008 10:40:30 am PDT #9177 of 10003
“Not dead yet!”
Well, SOMEONE did.
I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it
tommyrot - Jul 23, 2008 10:41:35 am PDT #9178 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it
Don't tell me you'll never have that recipe again....
Amy - Jul 23, 2008 10:42:25 am PDT #9179 of 10003
Because books.
::runs screaming from thread::
Dana - Jul 23, 2008 10:44:13 am PDT #9180 of 10003
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
You people are the reason we can never have that recipe again.
Barb - Jul 23, 2008 10:44:24 am PDT #9181 of 10003
“Not dead yet!”
Yeah, see, that desire to nap thing occurred because I did eat my lunch.
Also, want ice cream.
sarameg - Jul 23, 2008 10:45:03 am PDT #9182 of 10003
I'm guessing that is an earworm of some sort. To which I am immune! Mwahahaha!
It's not raining anymore and the sun even came out.
Barb - Jul 23, 2008 10:45:45 am PDT #9183 of 10003
“Not dead yet!”
But all that sweet green icing is flowing down.
Gudanov - Jul 23, 2008 10:46:15 am PDT #9184 of 10003
Coding and Sleeping
But there's no sense crying over every mistake You just keep on trying till you run out of cake