lisah, I'll look. Facebook is all weird and foreign to me, and I pretty much only go there to confirm friends requests and maybe send somebody a virtual corset or fluffy petticoat.
Simon: I swear when it's appropriate. Kaylee: Simon, the whole point of swearing is that it ain't appropriate.
'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
JZ - Dec 02, 2008 8:34:26 am PST #3032 of 10000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
lisah - Dec 02, 2008 8:40:15 am PST #3033 of 10000
Punishingly Intricate
lisah, I'll look. Facebook is all weird and foreign to me, and I pretty much only go there to confirm friends requests and maybe send somebody a virtual corset or fluffy petticoat.
Evidently you lived with someone in college who was a junior hhigh/high school friend of my brother's who I had a crush on and went on a date with to see This is Spinal Tap ! I haven't seen him in oh, about, 25 years or more and he just friended me the other day. I noticed under Mutual Friends that he was already friends with another old friend of my brothers, which made sense, and YOU!
amych - Dec 02, 2008 8:43:01 am PST #3034 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Flanagan is fairly notorious for completely retrograde women's-lifestyle-ish essays -- girls who put out are just whores, we all really secretly want to be housewives, no mother should ever work (even though I have full-time nannies and household staff), that sort of thing -- but seems to think that the fact that it's in the New Yorker or the Atlantic makes it witty and daring and speaking-truth-to-power in a way it wouldn't be coming from camp fundie.
This is a pretty decent (and recent) rundown of the more outrageous: [link] but a good googling will turn up a fair bit of both eyerolling and teeth-gnashing.
JZ - Dec 02, 2008 8:45:38 am PST #3035 of 10000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Oh, yeah, him! One of my good friends started dating him right at the end of her freshman year/his sophomore year, and they thrashed their way through a bunch of complicated growing up and sorting themselves and each other out. When they started dating he was scary-smart and a fantastic underachiever, and by graduation he was a scary-smart overachiever being wooed by graduate psych departments all over the country. And now they're married, with three boys.
And he was your Spinal Tap date! So cute!
hippocampus - Dec 02, 2008 8:46:41 am PST #3036 of 10000
not your mom's socks.
I got to play RockBand over Thanksgiving. I was starting to get pretty good at the drums!
grins at d. come ovah. Soonish.
lisah - Dec 02, 2008 8:48:11 am PST #3037 of 10000
Punishingly Intricate
And he was your Spinal Tap date! So cute!
I KNOW! And he and my brother used to play D & D together.
Crazy how small the world is sometimes! for real.
Emily - Dec 02, 2008 8:55:38 am PST #3038 of 10000
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
I am powerless over my need to be a wiseass in Salon Letters.
(googles for Kundera quotation...)
If you meet a madman who says that he is a fish and that we are all fishes, do you take off your clothes to show him that you do not have fins?
Nicole - Dec 02, 2008 8:57:22 am PST #3039 of 10000
I'm getting the pig!
Sox, insent to profile addy. Have a question for you.
hippocampus - Dec 02, 2008 9:02:31 am PST #3040 of 10000
not your mom's socks.
backflung Nicole! more to come too.
WindSparrow - Dec 02, 2008 9:07:40 am PST #3041 of 10000
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.
Well, I have to say, proper lifting procedures mean the world. I appear to have no lingering soreness. I was stiff and feeling weird last night, but that may well have been due to dehydration. Usually I drink 20oz of filtered water that I bring from home, then refill it out of their tap (adding a single packet of Crystal Lite and some potassium) plus whatever beverage at supper. Due to all the excitement, plus some outings that happened earlier in the shift, I got home with about a third of the original water still in the bottle.