Gronk. Too much food and alcohol last night. Too much rain today. Need more tea.
Buffy ,'Lessons'
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.
Serves tea, coffee, and scones to Bitches.
Oh, wasn't that just howlingly funny, Erin?
I forgot about that link. I've never been exposed to anything quite like that before. Speechless really. There was a danger of becoming addicted to the insane imagery, so I didn't delve in too deeply. Too much good stuff to read out there to devote much time to awful stuff. Still, thank you for the unique glimpse into another world.
Bobby is taking a couple classes in Florida's virtual school. In his language teacher's blog the first entry is about how she is re-reading the Twilight books and how awesome they are, then another entry is about how she relaxes by playing WoW. I was amused, but curious as to how much was trying to appeal to her middle school students.
Scones! Yum.
In his language teacher's blog the first entry is about how she is re-reading the Twilight books and how awesome they are
...what language is she teaching? Gibberish?
Expedia can give me my money back any time now...
The orb is out, melting the stuff that fell from the sky! Yay!
And I have coffee, and my net is working -- for the moment. MAde of the happy.
...what language is she teaching? Gibberish?
Dude, uh-huh! I saw an awesome t-shirt advertised the other day, and I kinda want it. It was very simple: "And then Buffy staked Edward. The end."
Hee, Windsparrow! I know! He was all, I don't know if this willl make you never talk to tme again but I had to send it; and I was all -- dude, made of BAD! WIN!
ita, he's a time traveling copper mold that fucks women in dirty urinals! she's a really stupid bimbo that has alienlike gaping lady softness! Together, they fig....
Nah, I bet there were sequins. In the form of interstellar genital warts.
Dude, uh-huh! I saw an awesome t-shirt advertised the other day, and I kinda want it. It was very simple: "And then Buffy staked Edward. The end."
I own it! Thanks to someone here linking it, naturally. Love it.
I think there was too much salt in the yummy Indian food last night. I dreamed about how thirsty I was all night long.
We're moving toward getting ourselves to the beach. It's been a slow process this morning.
225. Seems like such a big number. I trimmed about 20 folks out of Facebook. I don't think I nicked any Buffistas, but if I did, it was unintentional. I removed a lot of "limited profile" folks from college and high school that I never really cared about then. 225 still seems like a lot. I dunno.