Trying to finish up the section on my resume for this job. So far I have "Den mother, cat herder, nailing jello to a tree."
Wash: I'm not leaving her side, Mal. Don't ask me again. Mal: I wasn't asking. I was telling.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
Daisy Jane - Nov 10, 2008 11:17:55 am PST #810 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Steph L. - Nov 10, 2008 11:30:01 am PST #811 of 10000
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Move toward what you really want
What I realized, at the age of 37, is I don't even know how to figure out WHAT I want. I've spent too damned long doing and being what other people wanted me to do and be -- or what they told me I should want to do and be -- and now I'm floundering. I need to move forward, away from where I am, but I don't know *what* to move towards. Worse still, I can't figure out how to figure out what that might be.
incoherently yours,
Still Doesn't Know What She Wants to Be When She Grows Up
t edit Maybe I should move towards puppies.
Polter-Cow - Nov 10, 2008 11:32:20 am PST #812 of 10000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Still Doesn't Know What She Wants to Be When She Grows Up
You better figure it out before the socialism.
Shir - Nov 10, 2008 11:34:16 am PST #813 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Duuuuuuuudes!
(Disclaimer: I apologize for the multitude of exclamation marks and caps lock letters, but):
My sister was just majorly upgraded to something like "Sergeant Commander" rank/title, WITHOUT having to do 3 months command course, because she's so awesome at her army job!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!
(Then again, that course was supposed to send her away from Gaza Strip for 3 months. But hey, screw that - I have an awesome sister, no matter where she is).
Nora Deirdre - Nov 10, 2008 11:35:03 am PST #814 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oh noes, Teh Socialism!!1!11!!!!ELEVENTY!!!1!!111
meara - Nov 10, 2008 11:36:47 am PST #815 of 10000
The puppycam puppies are VERY feisty today!!
Um, that's all I've got. I'm waiting for reams of paper to be delivered so I can print stuff out and be productive. I'm sure there are other things I could do, but I can't leave the house until they deliver the paper. It looks sunny and nice out, but I can't leave the house.
I'm annoyed at my girlfriend (who still won't let me call her my girlfriend, officially, but whatever, it's easier than calling her some other convoluted term, so I've given up). I don't really want to do work. I hate Mondays. I feel grumpy....oh so grumpy....I want coffee....which I can't go get without missing the delivery person....
Connie Neil - Nov 10, 2008 11:41:38 am PST #816 of 10000
brillig
What do I want to be when I grow up? Alive.
I may just live forever, at this rate.
Steph L. - Nov 10, 2008 11:44:05 am PST #817 of 10000
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Still Doesn't Know What She Wants to Be When She Grows Up
You better figure it out before the socialism.
Shit, man! You're right, but there's ALREADY so many things I want to do before the socialism!
My sister was just majorly upgraded to something like "Sergeant Commander" rank/title, WITHOUT having to do 3 months command course, because she's so awesome at her army job!!!
Now THAT? Is made of awesome!
erikaj - Nov 10, 2008 11:45:54 am PST #818 of 10000
Always Anti-fascist!
I thought I would be something by now, but I'm not. Of course, it's not all because of me. Some is The Man. That doesn't make it easier.
hippocampus - Nov 10, 2008 12:06:48 pm PST #819 of 10000
not your mom's socks.
No! Quit! Quit! Quit!
tacklehugs cousin.