Mal: Gotta say, doctor, your talent for alienatin' folk is near miraculous. Simon: Yes, I'm very proud.

'Safe'


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.


WindSparrow - Oct 29, 2009 5:05:24 am PDT #28475 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

She sees her surgeon on Friday, I guess we'll all know more then.

Much ~ma for her, and your whole family, Nora.


WindSparrow - Oct 29, 2009 5:07:05 am PDT #28476 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Ha ha!! I looked it up - Michael Moorcock (really? that's his last name?) books which is what he's reading right now. Ok - not crazy.

Huh. I was gonna guess something to do with gamers.

ION I haz a Harvey purring inside my sweater.


Aims - Oct 29, 2009 5:08:51 am PDT #28477 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

So that would be a no to the Pez?

Got distracted about husband's disturbing filk!

YES TO PEZ DISPENSERS!!


Ginger - Oct 29, 2009 5:08:57 am PDT #28478 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I'm not sure what it says about me that I knew right away was MM was writing about. Elric was an annoying pasty emo. Waking up with a full-grown filk about him is not the usual response, though. Throwing the book across the room is more common.

t Not enough coffee. Type like caveman


sj - Oct 29, 2009 5:13:52 am PDT #28479 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

(((Nora))) -ma to your Aunt.

(((Smonster))) Feel better.

Mom is coming here today despite me being sick. This is probably a bad idea.


Hil R. - Oct 29, 2009 5:16:02 am PDT #28480 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

This guy offends every teaching instinct I have, but then again-- higher level academics. I know it was already pointed out that these folks don't get to where they're at because of their teaching abilities but rather what they can bring in academic ability to the institution.

He hasn't published anything in years. He's way too disorganized to actually get anything together into an article.

An idea occurred to me last night - what if you got that article that you wanted to post all polished up without waiting on the advisor, then sent him an email that says, "Here it is. I know you are busy and do not always have time to reply, so I'm going to post it on ___ day. If you have any suggestions, etc. please get back to me before then." Then just forge blithely ahead without him. When he complains that he did not want you to post it without his approval, you say, 'oh but you did approve - after all, if there were a real problem, you would have gotten back to me before I posted it, as per the email dated the ____."

This is basically what I'm planning to do.


Lee - Oct 29, 2009 5:16:41 am PDT #28481 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

YES TO PEZ DISPENSERS!!

\\o/


smonster - Oct 29, 2009 5:18:47 am PDT #28482 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

I can haz chocolate glazed Krispy Kreme donut and coffee. C'mon, sugar and chocolate and caffeine! Do your thing!


billytea - Oct 29, 2009 5:33:28 am PDT #28483 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Ha ha!! I looked it up - Michael Moorcock (really? that's his last name?) books which is what he's reading right now. Ok - not crazy.

Lord no. It was in fact quite brilliant. If I weren't on my iPhone right now it would've already been COMM'd.


billytea - Oct 29, 2009 5:33:30 am PDT #28484 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.