We are in central park and it is drizzling. We have already done the zoo. We were hoping to rent boats for the boys to play with, but they are not open, so the boys are playing frisbee on some grass. The boy with are with is a bit ocd as is his mom, of course he chose to come play at the park in one day old WHITE sneakers.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
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.
msbelle - Jun 13, 2009 12:24:19 pm PDT #24115 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Juliebird - Jun 13, 2009 1:51:42 pm PDT #24116 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
7 hours done, 4 1/2 to go, possibly five. I've done my nails, gone for a drive to get a sandwich, searched online for vendors of interesting body pillow-cases, done several sweeps of the house and grounds to make sure the wedding and reception is proceeding smoothly, scored a bottle of wine, looked up miscelleneous other stuff on the internet, snagged a plate of dinner and ate it under the cook tent with the waitstaff while it poured around us, and the computer has no speakers. Am bored to tears.
Calli - Jun 13, 2009 1:58:05 pm PDT #24117 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I think I overdid it with the whole feeling healthy thing. My cold pretty much gave up by Thursday, so today I gardened, vacuumed, biked, did dishes, cleaned the tub, and now I really want to go to sleep. As it's just pushing 7 pm here, I'm thinking I should put that off for a couple of hours. But day-um I'm weary.
msbelle - Jun 13, 2009 2:00:02 pm PDT #24118 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Kill me now. The family we are playdting with wanted dinner at olive garden in times square.
msbelle - Jun 13, 2009 2:00:30 pm PDT #24119 of 30000
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Also, GO METS!
Barb - Jun 13, 2009 2:08:06 pm PDT #24120 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Kill me now. The family we are playdting with wanted dinner at olive garden in times square.
GURK
Sophia Brooks - Jun 13, 2009 2:13:04 pm PDT #24121 of 30000
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
My friend Scott is a waiter there! Although I don't think he is working, since he just had surgery for a varicose vein.
flea - Jun 13, 2009 2:14:14 pm PDT #24122 of 30000
information libertarian
We had Hec and Emmett and immediately upon their departure Casper asked me if we had Emmett's phone number, wanted to call him, and wrote the following note: Emmett you are a very nice boy.
I think she likes him.
sarameg - Jun 13, 2009 2:20:26 pm PDT #24123 of 30000
q1
eat: Sorry, that was Devi walking across the keyboard....
Juliebird - Jun 13, 2009 2:22:11 pm PDT #24124 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
I was warned about the parents, but so far it's the groom who is a fucking twat. Every time I've seen him or spoken to him, he's rolling his eyes and sighing and giving me the stank-eye. WTF? He pulled this shit when his mother introduced me to him.
He just asked if there were anymore bathrooms, possibly upstairs, for the two-hundred wedding party to use. I assumed that he was illiterate and read the "Staff Only" sign for him. I also let him know that there were private residences up there amongst the offices (said offices that don't have locks on them).
Maybe he doesn't actually want to get married or something. Or maybe he's just a dick.