Bunch of nerds around here, I'll tell you what.
To celebrate, I bring you Toaster Purse: [link] (YouTube)
Mal: Can I come in? Inara: No. Mal: See? That's why I usually don't ask.
'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.
WindSparrow - Nov 11, 2009 2:23:30 pm PST #76 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.
WindSparrow - Nov 11, 2009 2:25:03 pm PST #77 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 tell me to get up and make pie.
I have apples, I have crust, I have small pumpkins, I have Splenda Blend Brown Sugar. And yet, somehow I don't have pie.
Hil R. - Nov 11, 2009 2:51:02 pm PST #78 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I don't know what to have for dinner. I don't really have anything that'll cook quickly, and I don't feel like doing actual cooking.
Hil R. - Nov 11, 2009 2:59:23 pm PST #79 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Andi, go make pie.
I found a package of macaroni and uncheese while I was searching to see if I had any Indian food-in-a-box. The website that I bought it from says it's the best vegan mac and cheese mix ever. As far as I know, there's only one other brand that makes a vegan mac and cheese mix, and I thought it was OK but not great. So I'll give this kind a try, even though it's absurdly expensive and requires two pots.
I'm considering the wisdom of making it "Mexican" by adding a can of Ro-Tel. I bought two cans of Ro-Tel when I only needed one, and I have no idea what to do with the other one, since I never use it in anything. Maybe I'll make some chili or something tomorrow.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 11, 2009 3:11:46 pm PST #80 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Operation: Getting Rid of Crap is going pretty well! We just got rid of our futon and 2 area rugs tonight. We'll be bringing our old queen sized sheets and blankets and pillows to the animal shelter that we adopted Taz and Marley at. We both made a pretty decent first pass/purge through our closet and dressers. We've cleared out crap from various shelves so we can consolidate and hopefully get rid of old shelves.
Whoo!
Vortex - Nov 11, 2009 3:17:08 pm PST #81 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
remember our discussion about the wet look leggings? Imagine my horror when I saw this banner ad at the top of a web page. I don't know what to say. I don't think that I've ever seen anything this horrible. I don't know what to say. I don't think that I've ever seen anything this horrible. [link]
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tommyrot - Nov 11, 2009 3:19:14 pm PST #82 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.
That's possibly better than having to go naked.
Possibly.
Anne W. - Nov 11, 2009 3:21:11 pm PST #83 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Vortex, I cannot believe anyone would voluntarily wear those. They are fug-ly.
Hil R. - Nov 11, 2009 3:22:44 pm PST #84 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Vortex, I cannot believe anyone would voluntarily wear those. They are fug-ly.
This.
I made the mac and cheese. It's OK. Not worth what I paid for it, though.
Vortex - Nov 11, 2009 3:24:24 pm PST #85 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I had to share my pain. thank you, my bitches.