Has Seamus' let his fur flatten out again?
I love the cats taking advantage of the big new beds. And then poor Zoe lying on the floor.
River: They weren't cows inside. They were waiting to be, but they forgot. Now they see the sky and they remember what they are. Mal: Is it bad that what she said made perfect sense to me?
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[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.
sumi - Sep 25, 2008 4:25:59 am PDT #6599 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
DCJensen - Sep 25, 2008 4:26:38 am PDT #6600 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
I may have my first (known) UTI.
Waiting for callback from PCP.
WindSparrow - Sep 25, 2008 4:54:24 am PDT #6601 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.
Shepherd Zoe
It took a few moments to stop the Firefly connotations and make myself think GSD.
amych - Sep 25, 2008 4:55:53 am PDT #6602 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
It took a few moments to stop the Firefly connotations and make myself think GSD.
Ha! Me too.
Fay - Sep 25, 2008 5:26:55 am PDT #6603 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Me three!
sj - Sep 25, 2008 5:48:35 am PDT #6604 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
J's surgery is supposed to start soon, at around 11 eastern time. Someone distract me.
smonster - Sep 25, 2008 5:54:55 am PDT #6605 of 10001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
::tap dances, badly::
Steph L. - Sep 25, 2008 6:01:23 am PDT #6606 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Peeps are good for one thing only. The Microwave Game! How big can ya get it without popping it!
Nonsense -- Peep jousting! Stick toothpicks in the Peeps, place them opposite each other in the microwave, and turn it on. As they inflate towards each other, the toothpicks shove towards each other, and they joust!
I love the cats taking advantage of the big new beds. And then poor Zoe lying on the floor.
This happens in our house every night. Eventually we hear the agitated bark of I-Know-I-Not-Allowed-To-Hurt-You-But-Maybe-I-Can-Intimidate-You. (Although said bark doesn't actually intimidate the cats, I think it *annoys* them enough to vacate the dog beds.)
vw bug - Sep 25, 2008 6:10:26 am PDT #6607 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Hang in there, sj. And so much surgery~ma to J!
Jessica - Sep 25, 2008 6:15:10 am PDT #6608 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Surgery-ma headed your way!
Dark chocolate with sea salt is mine.
Oh, YUM. Add in some burnt caramel and you pretty much have my perfect dessert. (The salted burnt caramel ice cream at Berthillon in Paris is, IMO, the Platonic ideal of what ice cream should be. And the dark chocolate mousse with salted whipped cream at The Farm On Adderly is the Platonic ideal of chocolate mousse. In conclusion, I like salt.)