Skipping and skimming enough to know that lots of Bitches need punctuation, so {{{{{{everyone who wants}}}}}}
'Shindig'
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.
Continued good wishes for amyth's brother.
And a sigh of relief for Raq.
Deena! >tacklehug!< So good to see you here, and I'm sorry about all the bad stuff. I hope it gets better starting (checks watch) now! Kara just continues to be a role model of mine for getting the best out of life, approaching everything with the expectation of adventure and excellence. I love that quality. I lack it, severely.
I wonder what they're investigating, sj!
Good luck on the house stuff, Seska.
She's a happy girl. I got to meet one of the creators of Phineas and Ferb online (he's planning to submit one of our first graphic novels)
HOLY CRAP! That's cool! I'll tell Owen and he will be jealous.
Ahem. As it happens I have some Phineas and Ferb songs on my hard drive so if anybody needs "Phinendroids and Ferbots" (for example) let me know.
if anybody needs "Phinendroids and Ferbots" (for example) let me know.
That song is SO much better in the original German: [link]
Via Pharyngula,
A game company hid a tiny little clause inside their long boring legal disclaimer that gave them the ownership of your immortal soul. Apparently, Gamestation now owns 7500 souls.
This was not a good deal, though. If you'd read the legalese, there was a checkbox to opt out of the soul clause…and if you opted out, Gamestation gave you a £5 coupon.
[On Edit: not in games thread, but I wonder if someone already linked it there.]
Moms couch surfing. I'm watching six feet under in the bedroom on the work laptop. But left the power supply at work. D'oh!!
Had we not needed to postpone it, we'd be getting married in the garden of a country house in Oxfordshire today. I've never been so happy in my life that it's a grey, cold, damp day.
Sox, much sympathy that the digging outside your house is still causing chaos. (We decided we would go away for two days next week, after all. Costing a fortune to get an accessible room, but will be worth it for two fewer nights of noise.)
Much health~ma for amyth's brother.
Seska, may the day you choose be as perfect for you and The Girl as this day was not.
Thank you Seska & what windsparrow said.
How completely frustrating Omnis. Not! on!, apartment repair guy. Not on at all.
Eta. Punctuation makes things better.
Stupid drunks, sitting out on their porch at 6:30am being loud and stupid and drunk.