'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Laga, I'm afraid it seems true from here.
Did I mention already how useless all this killing is lately? No? Because I'm strongly against it.
And I have the feeling that tomorrow I'll be calling friends to figure out who was drafted.
Fucking government.
I keep typing and erasing, realizing I just don't have a good grasp of the situation. The more I read up on it, the fuzzier a solution becomes. I wish for someone to find a peaceful resolution.
in less distressing news. I love wikipedia...
One famous baked potato was that served by the Northern Pacific Railroad. The song "Great Big Baked Potato" (words by N.R. Streeter and H. Caldwell ; Music by Oliver George) was written about this potato.
I wish for someone to find a peaceful resolution.
THIS.
I can't even begin to type how confusing this is for me, moving consistently between worry-to-my-own-safety and worry-to-the-safety-of-others. And everytime I stop for a minute to update on the news, all I'm thinking is "fucking government, messing the hell out of it" (almost literally). So I assume it must be more confusing to people from abroad.
And in the winter, out of all times. You don't do wars during the winter. You don't make my sister sleeping her 1-3 hours per day inside a huge concrete tube open to wind and rain because "there she'll be more protected". You don't make my friends crawl into tanks in this cold.
This is impossible; And yet, this is happening. Seems like the more I grow up in here, the less I agree with the concept of fighting. I'd move anywhere, anytime, give up on a hell lots if that's what would bring peace; And I doubt that wiping out the Strip or the West Bank would bring that. I don't think I'm that much of a pacifist, and I'll fight for my own existence, but this is just so useless.
Pix, take care over there, ya hear?
Someone pat my hand and tell me I can do this. I signed up for a paid subscription on match.com. Eep!Sail, I did it as well. Um. I hope you have far more luck than I. I'm on the free 6 months period now. :: sigh :: I suck at picking up women, in person or online t mope oops, forgot the end tag...
Please. Do. Not. Open. A. Second. Front. (At least until Thursday, after my dentist appointment in Haifa).
kthnxbye,
MeLOL! You crack me up Shir. Nice to see you have a little humor in all this madness.
This is impossible; And yet, this is happening. Seems like the more I grow up in here, the less I agree with the concept of fighting.:: invites you to America, where there is tons of space to avoid violence. Mostly successful too ::
OK, I really should get outside and enjoy this beautiful day and stretch the legs.
I read somewhere that gay rights groups were pressuring Match.com to open up membership for same-sex dating. Does this mean they're not bi-friendly?
I'm on a Jewish dating site that uses "matchmakers" -- you set up your profile, and then they have people who look at all the profiles and set up people that they think would be good together. I'd thought it might be less stressful than having to go through all the profiles and pick for myself, but so far, I've been set up in about 40 matches, I've rejected about 5, and the rest have rejected me. There aren't very many people on the site in my area, though -- most of the people I was getting paired with were in NY.
I'm thinking I don't need a tetanus booster. I'll get one next time I go to the doctor, but the blade had been washed in the dishwasher and was just sitting in a drawer. It wasn't rusty or dirty at all, and the cut was deep, but not deep enough to need a stitch.
How is it feeling today, Kristin? The "good thing" about a knife cut is that it is usually neat enough to heal quickly.
And because it deserves its own post, Shir, I wish I could say something remotely comforting. The situation is just awful.