Guess who has Magic Beer in her fridge right now!
Nom nom nom!
I'm a single undead gal trying to make it in the big city. I have to start somewhere and they're evil here. They don't judge. They've got necro-tempered glass. No burning up. A great medical plan, and who needs dental more than us?
Harmony ,'Conviction (1)'
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.
Steph L. - Oct 25, 2009 11:33:57 am PDT #27894 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
meara - Oct 25, 2009 11:51:02 am PDT #27895 of 30000
Thanks for the hugs and hairpats guys--the afterparty went a lot better (and look for some hot pictures with me in them to be tagged on facebook in the near future. Yum! The video should NOT, however, be showing up, as the person taking it has promised it is for private use only. Ahem. I mean, it was all in public, and clothed, but still). And today at brunch, there was recognition of good new friends, and good new connections with old acquaintances, even while there was shared sadness of new sorrow and hurt. So...a better and uplifting ending, I think. At least for some of us--one of my friends is facing a really tough future when she gets home and has to deal with her now-ex-friends, and it's going to suck hard for her, and I feel awful. Long story, but...gah.
sj - Oct 25, 2009 12:04:11 pm PDT #27896 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Meara, I'm glad your evening improved. -ma for your friend.
We had a blast at King Richard's Fair, and it was a gorgeous day outside.
omnis_audis - Oct 25, 2009 12:09:26 pm PDT #27897 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
anyone have any spare steam? I've seemed to run out of it. This new building is tapping me dry. Nothing is easy. Hopefully I will get tomorrow off. but it looks like I need to go to the sound shop for a replacement antennae on the wireless mics, order batteries, and get my car cleaned, as parking under the tree next to the theater means bombardier practice for the 200 birds that apparently live in it.
vw bug - Oct 25, 2009 12:15:07 pm PDT #27898 of 30000
Mostly lurking...
::sneaks in::
sj - Oct 25, 2009 12:16:07 pm PDT #27899 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
vw!!! Where have you been hiding?
vw bug - Oct 25, 2009 12:17:47 pm PDT #27900 of 30000
Mostly lurking...
At work.
ETA: And helping my parents get ready to move. I probably shouldn't be here right now, as *I* should be getting ready to move, but...there you have it.
Ginger - Oct 25, 2009 12:37:54 pm PDT #27901 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
But after a while, I realized that even though she was pissed, my mom didn't stop talking to me forever,
Unfortunately, they always say they're going to stop talking to you, but they never do.
I urge others to set better boundaries than I have. I trek home every holiday, even though I dream of having my own Christmas. We spent so many years under siege that the relationship between my mother, sister and I is probably not particularly healthy.
Hil R. - Oct 25, 2009 12:53:06 pm PDT #27902 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Hi everyone.
I got my job applications sort of organized today. I need to talk to someone to find out how I'm supposed to organize the letter of recommendation -- for the online applications, the professor just has to submit it once and I attach it to whatever applications I want to attach it to, but I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do for the paper ones.
DavidS - Oct 25, 2009 1:14:25 pm PDT #27903 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Matilda just came up to me with a bottle of nail polish.
"Daddy, I want red."
"I don't do fingernails. Mommy does that."
"Daddy, you need to be strong."
"Okay. But I'm not going to paint your fingernails."
"Daddy, you need to be a Mommy and help. Where's Shaun the Sheep?"