Aims, I'm sure he's not like Ari and trying to cheat from his super-secrit Batphone. "Silence is fucking golden, Lloyd." Except you're Lloyd. Oh, excuse me, I meant "LLOYD!!" I think they don't understand. Which I wouldn't either without Dr. Fleischman.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Happy delivery, CL!
New Buffista Sprog! Whee!
Not the average playful cat YouTube video: [link]
Happy baby day, Callaluna!
New Buffista Sprog! Whee!
How far are we from world domination yet?
Datee called. Hearing how beat up from last night I am, he said he'll call tomorrow.
Which is good, because right now I don't even have the strength to pack the bag for the 2 days sci-fi convention in Tel Aviv, not to mention talking with strangers.
I need some good TV marathon to nap in front of it. After it, and possibly a massage, I might be able to be in touch with humans again.
Congrats and good luck, CL!
Ugh. I had horrible dreams last night. Not nightmares, just the kind of off-putting rejection dreams that made me wake up feeling out of sorts and loserish.
Kristin, I saw you'd asked about someplace to get complete outfits assembled - have you tried a department store's personal shopper service? might cost, but it could save you some aggravation.
I skipped a whole bunch of posts. I have survived the seder. For a change, this year my uncle was grilling me for half an hour about where I've applied for jobs and why I haven't applied to others and why I don't have a job yet. Also, everybody got cushions this year, because the chairs are kind of falling apart and the seats have no support without an extra cushion.
Callaluna, happy birth day!
omnis, I want that Nissan too! And the garage to put it in.