Well, you know, the old fashioned way was just too hard.
Which is why we created microwaves. Now that's not simple enough?
We didn't have sex, if that's what you mean. That's all I do now, not have sex.
Anya ,'Dirty Girls'
Natter 62: The 62nd Natter
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.
Cass - Nov 23, 2008 7:28:39 pm PST #3056 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
aurelia - Nov 23, 2008 7:47:11 pm PST #3057 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Um. Fire truck just parked outside my window with lights flashing. They came into my building. No sirens or hoses though.
aurelia - Nov 23, 2008 8:02:26 pm PST #3058 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
And they're gone. Curious.
Lee - Nov 23, 2008 8:07:39 pm PST #3059 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm glad you're not on fire, Aurelia.
aurelia - Nov 23, 2008 8:10:43 pm PST #3060 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Me too. I'm too cold, but that wouldn't be my first choice of ways to get warm.
lori - Nov 23, 2008 9:10:59 pm PST #3061 of 10002
Laura - Nov 24, 2008 3:13:54 am PST #3062 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
One of us! Already into the gadgets too.
Jessica - Nov 24, 2008 3:32:14 am PST #3063 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
LOVE!!!
Sue - Nov 24, 2008 3:38:00 am PST #3064 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Noah is adorable.
I had strange dreams last night. In one, I was trying to get files from Kathy A, but she was being evasive. Also, she was working in a dark room. It was better than the dream about the serial killer however...
Also, yesterday was Thespis' day.
Jessica - Nov 24, 2008 3:39:53 am PST #3065 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
I walked out the door this morning without the salad and meatballs I made for the office potluck today. Fortunately, DH is far less flaky than me and offered to bring them to work with him. Unfortunately, he works WAY the hell downtown from me. Feh. Stoopid Monday.