Battlestar Galactica. Hey, it's sort of like giving the newlyweds a toaster. A lot of toasters, even.
Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Cass - Dec 09, 2009 9:07:19 pm PST #2915 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
omnis_audis - Dec 09, 2009 10:41:33 pm PST #2916 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Pix, that is too funny! I had to put it in COMM.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 09, 2009 10:48:46 pm PST #2917 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
See, he needs to get over himself, acknowledge that Christmas is Christian, but admit that he likes it anyway. Trust me, it will be ok.
As a mixed-faith couple, that is exactly what we do. We can enjoy each other's traditions knowing that they aren't our own. It's fine. (But I wouldn't choose to celebrate Hindu festivals unless I happened to be celebrating them with a Hindu. And neither would The Girl do Christmas if I weren't dragging her to my parents' for turkey and presents. And neither would I do Hanukkah if she weren't inviting all our friends over to hear stories about oil and elephants.)
Pix (and billytea), that's the best wedding gift message ever.
Little grammar edit. There was a missing conditional tense. Nothing to see here. Move along.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 10, 2009 2:20:41 am PST #2918 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Krispy Kreme donuts.
I hate living in the borough of sodding Camden. I fell over on an uneven paving stone while using my walker. Ironically, I was taking The Girl to the doctor's for a procedure she was nervous about. She ended up looking after me. (And bought me Krispy Kremes.)
And, indeed, there are times I don't love living in London, generally. They're actually filling in elevator shafts at tube stations where money for disabled access has run out. [link]
ImorefunN, Wake Up With QI and Edgar Allan Poe! [link]
sj - Dec 10, 2009 2:42:37 am PST #2919 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
(((Seska))). Are you ok?
Steph L. - Dec 10, 2009 3:18:31 am PST #2920 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Merry Nothingness, javachik!
Or...Happy Whatever.
Hil R. - Dec 10, 2009 3:33:14 am PST #2921 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Gronklies. For some reason, I couldn't get to sleep until about 4 last night. Then, even without an alarm set, I woke up at 8:30.
WindSparrow - Dec 10, 2009 4:02:14 am PST #2922 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
You ok, Seska?
And, indeed, there are times I don't love living in London, generally. They're actually filling in elevator shafts at tube stations where money for disabled access has run out.
So where's the money coming from to fill in the shafts? There's no money for PROVIDING disabled access, but there is money for OBSTRUCTING it? Alrighty then.
And I thought politics here was sick-making. Are they going to call it the Allen Smithy plan?
Cashmere - Dec 10, 2009 4:16:53 am PST #2923 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
I was in a discussion about how I was moving from Agnostic towards Atheism, mostly in a joking way about how I really just needed to make up my mind. But the discussion was a good one, with a lot of people chiming in.
When DH says we're Agnostic, I tell him we're just Atheists who can't commit.
WindSparrow - Dec 10, 2009 4:22:53 am PST #2924 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Somebody refresh my memory - WHY do we clear snow out of our driveways? It's not just a silly superstition, is it?