Glad the noncheese is worth it, Hil. Time for me to make myself dinner, which will likely involve the chicken breasts in my fridge and not much else. I r lazy.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
I've got an arugula & bacon quiche in the oven, but it won't be ready until 7:15. Stoopid non-instant quiche.
OMG, Bourbon is MAGIC. As is my couch.
BLISS.
Bourbon is MAGIC.
True dat.
As is my couch.
I haven't met your couch, so I'll have to take your word on it.
Which reminds me that I need to invoice the nuns for the design work I did earlier this summer so that I can buy a couch that doesn't magnetically attract and hold pet hair.
Also? I have "Sweet Transvestite" stuck in my head.
Trifecta: in persuing The Wikipedia, I see that Tim Curry played Mozart in the stage production of Amadeus. Opposite Ian McKellen as Salieri.
I would have KILLED to see that.
t edit They were both nominated for a Tony as best actor; McKellen won.
I would have KILLED to see that.
I may have to kill because I MISSED that.
a couch that doesn't magnetically attract and hold pet hair.
This is why I have a slipcover.
You *should* meet my couch! Why don't more Buffistas come to Salem? t glares at Aims
I may have to kill because I MISSED that.
Right??? Like Patrick Stewart in Othello.
This is why I have a slipcover.
Our couch is old and uncomfortable, so the nun money (since it isn't regular income that I budget for) is going to be exchanged for goods in the form of a couch. (Which I might be smart about and buy a slipcover for.)