Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.

Mal ,'Bushwhacked'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Amy - Dec 31, 2009 7:02:07 pm PST #28613 of 30001
Because books.

Happy New Year! Now ... I can go to bed.


Lee - Dec 31, 2009 7:02:40 pm PST #28614 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Happy New Year!


Jesse - Dec 31, 2009 7:04:00 pm PST #28615 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Happy New Year, Eastern Time Zone!


msbelle - Dec 31, 2009 7:04:51 pm PST #28616 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Happy New Year! mac counted down and then EWWWWWWed at all the kissers.

Good night all. sleep well.


Stephanie - Dec 31, 2009 7:05:21 pm PST #28617 of 30001
Trust my rage

Happy New Year! Now, off to bed.


Zenkitty - Dec 31, 2009 7:06:45 pm PST #28618 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Happy New Year!

We made it to 2010! Wonder what's next?


aurelia - Dec 31, 2009 7:07:19 pm PST #28619 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

mac counted down and then EWWWWWWed at all the kissers.

Cutiehead.

Happy New Year!


Sue - Dec 31, 2009 7:08:19 pm PST #28620 of 30001
hip deep in pie

Happy New Year East Coast. Now I am going to gargle and to bed.


amych - Dec 31, 2009 7:09:56 pm PST #28621 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Happy New Year all! We're having insanely dark chocolate and the last of the cookies and Assassin's Creed 2 and no extradomestic human contact!


sarameg - Dec 31, 2009 7:11:07 pm PST #28622 of 30001

Went upstairs to see if I could see the fireworks, nope. Walked to the end of the street, not really. Oh well.