"Mom, I am trying to do homework here!"
HA!
Angel: If I'm not back in a couple of hours— Gunn: You're dead, we're screwed, end of the world.
'Underneath'
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.
Barb - Sep 14, 2009 11:42:37 am PDT #23024 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Toddson - Sep 14, 2009 11:45:11 am PDT #23025 of 30000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Have we seen this?
omnis_audis - Sep 14, 2009 11:47:29 am PDT #23026 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
looks like our little theater in Dallas, TX was mentioned in the NY Times (halfway down the page, "Give It Up") [link]
§ ita § - Sep 14, 2009 12:01:49 pm PDT #23027 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Barb, the first thought that ran through my mind was that your mother wanted to write RPF. That's not it, huh?
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Sep 14, 2009 12:02:32 pm PDT #23028 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Have we seen this?
Heh. Pink. Only in Britain...
Barb - Sep 14, 2009 12:06:02 pm PDT #23029 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Barb, the first thought that ran through my mind was that your mother wanted to write RPF. That's not it, huh?
I couldn't even bring myself to ask. A) I know who she's talking about and B) the less I engage her the less it seems like any kind of encouragement. But yeah, I think it's some variation on RPF.
::shudders::
Nora Deirdre - Sep 14, 2009 3:00:02 pm PDT #23030 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Mom's knee surgery: Went well. Too groggy to speak tonight, but I will catch up with her tomorrow. I hope so at least- I *have* to talk to my mom(my) on my birthday!
Grandma's hospital adventures: she's doing fine, they are still running tests to figure out what's going on with all the falling. She's annoyed about all the fuss.
Job interview: I think it went OK? I can't tell anymore. I didn't screw up as far as I can tell. I wrote my thank you notes before the application of bourbon. We'll see.
Christ, I am wiped out. Thanks for the ~ma.
Barb - Sep 14, 2009 3:20:46 pm PDT #23031 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
A hot bath, a Lush bath bomb, and The Beatles Rubber Soul.
Life is good.
Barb - Sep 14, 2009 3:21:32 pm PDT #23032 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Cereal:
Nora, here's hoping both Mom and Grandma are on the mend and yay for a good interview. (Because it was. I'm sure of it.)
Nora Deirdre - Sep 14, 2009 3:42:58 pm PDT #23033 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
blergh- I don't think I've seen Laga around since Irishgate of a few days ago. I feel bad about that.