It's a weird day indeed when you realize that your glory days of snorting cocaine off of hookers' asses are behind you.
Saffron: I'll die. Mal: Well, as a courtesy, you might start getting busy on that, 'cause all this chatter ain't doin' me any kindness.
'Trash'
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.
Steph L. - Jan 03, 2010 6:32:47 pm PST #5592 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Aims - Jan 03, 2010 6:47:06 pm PST #5593 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Speak for yourselves.
Strix - Jan 03, 2010 6:47:41 pm PST #5594 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
SHE WASN'T A HOOKER I SWEAR!
And yet...I miss it. *sob*
DCJensen - Jan 03, 2010 7:39:45 pm PST #5595 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
"You're a HOOKER?" - Arthur, the last cinematic funny drunk.
NoiseDesign - Jan 03, 2010 7:48:48 pm PST #5596 of 30000
Our wings are not tired
Don't forget I'm getting married this week. Truly it is the end times.
Except for the part where I'm the luckiest guy in the world.
omnis_audis - Jan 03, 2010 7:57:38 pm PST #5597 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
When I get married, that will be the sign of end of times. But yes, we are all grown up. Next step, growing old.
Daniel certainly is a hero. I'm cold just reading about it!
First day of load in went great. My crew exceeded expectations. I hope they can keep the pace up. If so, Friday will be a light day.
I managed to remember that with my new uverse, I can last minute record something. I'm half way into the Eagles game. I'm wishing I hadn't record it.
Shir, please don't lose your soul thru unpleasant bodily functions. It's far more fun to sell it at the crossroads. I hope you feel better soon!!
meara - Jan 03, 2010 8:06:24 pm PST #5598 of 30000
The true end of times would be if I were in a relationship longer than six months, y'all...So far, has not yet happened. (Well, technically, once it did, but it was long distance and doesn't really count since I didn't see her, and since I was planning to break up with her long before then. Once, we broke up about two weeks after the six month mark. And once, we broke up shortly before, and got back together a month later, but...)
Anyway.
I am failing to be productive. And my tummy is unhappy, and I can't tell what it wants. Am I hungry? Ill? WTF? This cold is messing with my body and brain!!
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 03, 2010 8:30:40 pm PST #5599 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
I thought getting married would be the absolute death of me. So far, I am engaged two years and apparently not dead yet. (But then, I never had that much fun when I was single.) Now we'll see if I can survive the six months of planning that are coming up. Must book caterers must book caterers must book caterers
meara, I hope your tummy improves.
We are off to Jerusalem. We're hoping Shir will be well enough to meet us!
Beverly - Jan 03, 2010 11:44:17 pm PST #5600 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Tons of ~ma for your mother, Epic.
Laura - Jan 04, 2010 2:40:47 am PST #5601 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Health ~ma and calm ~ma for you and your mom, Epic.
Daniel is indeed a hero.
Sitting watching the continued snow fall here this morning. We fly home this afternoon. I'm trying to decide if we should take a 2 hour detour and visit my niece in Oswego for about a half hour. She is working today so it would be a quick visit. I left it up to my sister since she would be driving, and it is her birthday so she gets to make decisions. Well, she is the oldest sister so she always has made the decisions.
{{grown up Buffistas}} I got married the first time in 1973. It doesn't make you a grown up. You can still snort cocaine off hookers' asses if ya wanna.