You mean when your mouth tastes like a zinc lozenge? I hate that taste. I don't associate it with nausea in general, but at the same time whenever I get it, it makes me want to splat.
Ugh. So sorry for you, Steph.
Gunn: Well, how horrible is this thing? Lorne: I haven't read the Book of Revelations lately, but if I was searching for adjectives, I'd probably start there.
'Hell Bound'
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.
Burrell - Nov 27, 2009 2:02:26 pm PST #1838 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
smonster - Nov 27, 2009 2:26:28 pm PST #1839 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Steph, I hope it's a false alarm and you feel better soon.
Thanks, flea, me too.
Grandpa is sorting mail. We just had our first argument of the visit over the n word. And my sis was tapping my foot to get me to shut up but damn, I gotta draw the line somewhere. ION, it is mind-boggling the variety and kook level of the mail he gets. Japanese nutrition supplements, solicitations from a dozen charities I've never even heard of, right wing crap... It goes on and on.
Steph L. - Nov 27, 2009 2:37:39 pm PST #1840 of 30000
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
I had some leftovers, and so far all seems well.
SO FAR.
DavidS - Nov 27, 2009 2:41:50 pm PST #1841 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
For David: [link].
::eagerly awaits for Hec's thumbs up / thumbs down::
::pauses dramatically...extends arm with thumb sideways, and........THUMBS UP!::
My stockpot is boiling away merrily. Mmmmmm, turkylicious.
Hil R. - Nov 27, 2009 4:26:23 pm PST #1842 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
We're having family movie night. We started off with Australia, but we all agreed that it was not sufficiently festive, and so we switched to Love Actually.
billytea - Nov 27, 2009 4:33:57 pm PST #1843 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.
We're having family movie night. We started off with Australia, but we all agreed that it was not sufficiently festive, and so we switched to Love Actually.
That's fair. I think one really needs to be Australian to feel the holiday spirit from watching Jack Thompson get trampled to death and Bryan Brown eaten by a crocodile.
smonster - Nov 27, 2009 5:03:51 pm PST #1844 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Here's an idiom for you: Grandpa looked at my brother and said, "You look like you been suckin' the hind titty." By which I think he was referring to the fact that my brother looked tired and weak, since he'd been traveling all day. B/c runts get the hind titty, doncha know.
Funeral tomorrow. My brother is apparently a pallbearer. I had a tiny moment of feminist ire over that, but let it pass. Not about me.
Quiet in here tonight.
DavidS - Nov 27, 2009 5:15:30 pm PST #1845 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Grandpa looked at my brother and said, "You look like you been suckin' the hind titty."
Ooh! Good one.
::files away for writerly use later::
That's better than "you look like you been rode hard and put away wet" - which has been exhausted.
omnis_audis - Nov 27, 2009 5:25:33 pm PST #1846 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
GI Joe paradies [link]
They aren't as funny as my imagination made them to be. More surreal/stupid. But entertaining none the less. They get better halfway through.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Nov 27, 2009 9:42:14 pm PST #1847 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Morning, all. Up early as I must finish the writing part of the dissertation today, or people will die my chances of actually handing this thing in on Monday will start getting very remote indeed.
One-man play about the French horn player was very fun.
We are trying to plan a journey through London. The young LGBT Christian group I used to belong to (before I got too old) is having a 20th anniversary party in south London. I have to get there, via an accessible route, from north London. Planning this is like solving riddles about crossing rivers with a wolf, a goat and a sack of grain.