:: is wildly amused at the idea that only those things exist which are taught in uni ::
Spike: Lots of fuss over one girl. Other things to do around here--important things. Angel: You know that whoosh thing you do when you're suddenly not there anymore? I love that.
'Unleashed'
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.
amych - Sep 15, 2009 5:20:33 pm PDT #23282 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
beth b - Sep 15, 2009 5:21:05 pm PDT #23283 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Water Methodman
I didn't hate it, but I do not understand why DH Loves it.
Steph L. - Sep 15, 2009 5:21:40 pm PDT #23284 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Oh, wait. I think it was The 158-Pound Marriage that I liked so much.
As well as Garp and Hotel New Hampshire, of course.
DavidS - Sep 15, 2009 5:22:16 pm PDT #23285 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
When I was in college I talked to my parents once a week.
While my mom was still alive I guess I called about once a month? She talked to my sister several times a day.
With my Dad it was usually about five or six times a year.
Dinner tonight: stir fry (maui onions, garlic, tofu marinating in various garlic onion soy stuff, mushrooms, spinach, tiny heirloom tomatoes) over saffron rice.
The thing I like about tofu is the way it looks when it's all in chunks and marinating and it's topped with a neat pile of chopped up green onion and minced garlic.
I am all about mincing my garlic lately. When I first moved to SF I crushed it in a garlic press. Then I was shamed by Jacques Pepin and tried to master thin slices and crushing with the flat of my blade. This sort of worked. But mincing! Get my big knife out and fine slice those cloves and chop them until they're tiny and dripping with garlicky goodness? Oh yeah.
DavidS - Sep 15, 2009 5:23:50 pm PDT #23286 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
:: is wildly amused at the idea that only those things exist which are taught in uni ::
It's true! Not only is there no Old Welsh, there are no Old Welsh people either. Just a nation of young green grocers and talented singers.
DavidS - Sep 15, 2009 5:25:04 pm PDT #23287 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
At this stage, the use of ll to represent the lateral fricative /ɬ/ (liuit > Llywyd) and dd to represent /ð/ (did > dydd) had not been developed.
Mmmm, lateral frictive.
StuntHusband - Sep 15, 2009 5:35:25 pm PDT #23288 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
Of course there's Old Norse. Tolkien was as fluent as any modern human could be. :)
What's the old saw? 7 languages at 7, 21 languages at 21? That's the story about that old man.
ChiKat - Sep 15, 2009 5:48:37 pm PDT #23289 of 30000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
hm, it depends. I don't like to call people and my parents are included in that group.
I am Nora in this. I call my mom every other week or so.
Glamcookie - Sep 15, 2009 6:08:15 pm PDT #23290 of 30000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Happy birthday, Nora!
I talk to my mom once per week. Usually my dad, too, as they are still together. But he is in a different city while they try to sell their house so he is not around as much.
Zenkitty - Sep 15, 2009 6:19:14 pm PDT #23291 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
smonster, I wish I had something helpful to say, but all I got is more smishes.
smishes smonster
Calling parents - I can hardly remember how often I talked to my mom before she got sick, but it wasn't often. She rarely called me, and I only called her on special days. My sister and I, however, now talk almost every day.