They're predicting snow for Christmas Eve and Day here. I am hoping that will change because it is going to make driving between here and RI and visiting relatives difficult.
Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?
'Shells'
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.
sj - Dec 18, 2009 5:16:32 am PST #4186 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Calli - Dec 18, 2009 5:17:07 am PST #4187 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
26 years in, and the sight of NC people getting their snow panic on is still hilarious. Ah, the gift that keeps intermittently giving.
Aims - Dec 18, 2009 5:28:30 am PST #4188 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t random There's a tall, beefy red-headed lumberjack dude in my office. I think I might wrap him up and send him to juliana for Christmas.
Sparky1 - Dec 18, 2009 5:35:55 am PST #4189 of 30000
Librarian Warlord
Today is the Supreme Court's holiday party. Sotomayor won't be there, but Scalia will be leading the xmas carol sing-along.
smonster - Dec 18, 2009 5:41:54 am PST #4190 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I'm supposed to drive a 20 ft truck to campus and pick up a bunch of pallets this afternoon. I'm thinking... no. Feel free to mock, but I remember the great snow clusterfuck of a couple years ago, when it snowed a quarter inch and everyone left at once and people spent 8 hrs in their cars, trying to get home.
Of course, I'm still going to KBD's tonight.
Some sort of nasty stomach virus seems to be infiltrating our office. Our office manager caught it from her brother, and now amyth is fighting severe nausea. Lordy I hope I don't get it.
JZ - Dec 18, 2009 6:04:02 am PST #4191 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
There's a tall, beefy red-headed lumberjack dude in my office. I think I might wrap him up and send him to juliana for Christmas.
You may want to ship him around a bit to some other Buffistas, so we can inspect him properly and make sure he measures up to juliana's exacting standards.
Just a suggestion.
Aims - Dec 18, 2009 6:07:10 am PST #4192 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I can do that.
Connie Neil - Dec 18, 2009 6:10:20 am PST #4193 of 30000
brillig
I can do that.
"Excuse me, sir, could you just step over here? Towards our shipping department?"
brenda m - Dec 18, 2009 6:20:47 am PST #4194 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I think I'm closest, just FTR.
erikaj - Dec 18, 2009 6:20:58 am PST #4195 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!
Not my type...yeah, I do kind of put the "cerebral" in cerebral palsy a lot of the time, right? More for all y'all then.