Faith ,'End of Days'
[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 am AMAZED every time I geek out like this that I even have a boyfriend.
All due respect to The Boy but this makes me want to mack on you RIGHT NOW!
You should hear me explaining how previously-dead Jason Todd came back to life because Superboy-Prime PUNCHED A HOLE IN REALITY. It's practically guaranteed mackage.
You should hear me explaining how previously-dead Jason Todd came back to life because Superboy-Prime PUNCHED A HOLE IN REALITY. It's practically guaranteed mackage.
Does this talk come with hand waving and rolling of eyes?
~ma to Cindy.
Ginger, I agree with Plei. Online + rush ordering might be the best way to go for the ankle brace.
Yay PC Barry
Fay, I am ... agog at your mother's emails. Mine just sends me photos from the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland.
Oh, and from a ways back: the very specific NO CHRISTMAS MUSIC UNTIL AFTER NOV. 17TH, DAMMIT! rule is because, well, that's my birthday. I refuse to even contemplate Christmas until after Halloween and JilliDay. (Unless, of course, Christmas is being brought up in the context of "So for Christmas, I was thinking of getting you a trip to Disneyland. Do you need to schedule time off for that in advance?")
(Do Lindbergh baby jokes even WORK anymore? I feel like Grandpa Simpson.)
I don't want to live in a universe where they aren't. But pulling one randomly, especially in my country, is similar to me pulling the unsuspected serial comma question poll.
They just never get me, those poor people.
Speaking of my country: with the whole "moving to a settlement" thing, I keep dreaming I wish I could live where stuff were pretty normal (or more normal), and then thinking that after Israel, I might never survive living in a "normal" place.
It'll just be weird.
ION, why does my mom insist on keeping talking with me when I'm moody and trying to stay away from people so I won't say stupid things and hurt them accidently?
Oh, and a HELL FREAKING YAY for PC Barry!
You should hear me explaining how previously-dead Jason Todd came back to life because Superboy-Prime PUNCHED A HOLE IN REALITY. It's practically guaranteed mackage.
Punched a hole in reality is the BEST THING EVER.
Punched a hole in reality is the BEST THING EVER.
I thought handwave-y handwave-y hypertime hypertime was the BEST THING EVER for DC continuity.
It's really amazing how many of life's little problems can be solved just by PUNCHING A HOLE IN REALITY.
Hell on the wrists, though.
ION, why does my mom insist on keeping talking with me when I'm moody and trying to stay away from people so I won't say stupid things and hurt them accidently?
I have this issue with my boyfriend. When I'm hella cranky I don't really want to chit chat about whatever procedural marathon he's watching. Need a t-shirt for those days that says "Caution: Sharp Edges."
Fay, I am ... agog at your mother's emails.
My mother Doesn't Email. To the point that the one time I did get an email from her, I called home to check that it wasn't spam. Nope, just a stupid forward.
I am fine with her non-emailitude. My father emails, but it's usually actually content and would NEVER be anything that could remotely be construed as porn. Unless you count his Christmas list, which may include Kayak Gear Porn.
Can I become a Fan of PC Barry on Facebook? B/c I totally would.
I did essay. Now I go back to dissertation. Something's giving me crazy amounts of energy today. Maybe it's PC Barry.
Seska, what you need is for this guy [link] to talk to the idiot.
You see, you really shouldn't link me to things like that. Before you know what's happened, I'm asking The Girl for a bike like that for my birthday. And she's rolling her eyes at me for a year. And then buying it for me. (This has happened with mobility aids, electric pianos and the flat I wanted to rent. It could happen with motorbikes.)
Michael Scott, who is more of a schlemiel than David Brent, but just as adamantly convinced he is *hilarious* as Brent has an accident with a grill in his bed(!) and burns his foot. Which he thinks gives him a "whole new perspective" and is easily one of the funniest things I have EVER seen.
I've never been able to get into the US version of The Office, but that sounds too fantastic for words. I have to go find.
*wanders off to YouTube, whistling cheerily...*
It's really amazing how many of life's little problems can be solved just by PUNCHING A HOLE IN REALITY.
I'm going to ask PC Barry to do that for me.
It's really amazing how many of life's little problems can be solved just by PUNCHING A HOLE IN REALITY.
Hell on the wrists, though.
Not if you're a Kryptonian.