I swear the miracle of the loaves and fishes has nothing on my dining room table. I've been taking things off it for three weeks, yet it's still covered with stuff.
Heh. Yeah, my dresser is similarly miraculous.
The girl's not playing with a full deck, Giles. She has almost no deck. She has a three.
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
Calli - Jan 03, 2010 3:39:21 pm PST #5581 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
beth b - Jan 03, 2010 4:11:37 pm PST #5582 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Ooo, my coffee table does that. I've been trying to clean it off for three weeks
Nora Deirdre - Jan 03, 2010 4:14:06 pm PST #5583 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
all righty, now that it's the new year and Christmas in New Orleans has passed, and it's time to go back to our crap jobs, we must turn our attention westward! we must 1- sell our house and 2- find jobs.
However, it's so much easier to give into entropy! Bah.
Atropa - Jan 03, 2010 4:17:00 pm PST #5584 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
I swear the miracle of the loaves and fishes has nothing on my dining room table. I've been taking things off it for three weeks, yet it's still covered with stuff.
That's my storage heap room. It sometimes spontaneously manifests new clothing for me, clothing that I know I never purchased! (Yes, this part of the reason I've been so loath to totally clean and organize it.)
DavidS - Jan 03, 2010 4:19:28 pm PST #5585 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
This is the room hip deep in crinolines, no?
DCJensen - Jan 03, 2010 4:22:11 pm PST #5586 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
It's not a storage room, it's a Tardis.
tommyrot - Jan 03, 2010 4:25:51 pm PST #5587 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It's a gateway to another reality, where another Jilli very similar to our own wears clothes very similar to our Jilli's as well. Occasionally an article of clothing Crosses Over.
Atropa - Jan 03, 2010 4:37:09 pm PST #5588 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
This is the room hip deep in crinolines, no?
Er, not quite so much anymore? But yeah, that's the room.
It's a gateway to another reality, where another Jilli very similar to our own wears clothes very similar to our Jilli's as well. Occasionally an article of clothing Crosses Over.
Huh. I wonder if that Jilli has more pairs of Fluevogs than me, and if any of them will turn up in my room. That would be awesome!
sj - Jan 03, 2010 4:47:00 pm PST #5589 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I swear the miracle of the loaves and fishes has nothing on my dining room table. I've been taking things off it for three weeks, yet it's still covered with stuff.
Our dining table was completely cleaned off after our NYD party thanks to help from the fabulous vw, but now it is completely covered in newspapers, notebooks, pens, etc.
WindSparrow - Jan 03, 2010 6:08:40 pm PST #5590 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.
Daniel is my hero. He just replaced a battery in my car. It was -9F (-23C) when he started. It was -11F (-24C) when he finished. While he was working on that, I had chicken and potatoes in the oven for him. He is now ensconced on the sofa with blankets and Harvey and a mug of hot chocolate.