The frilly (apple? peach?) tree behind my house
Crab apple, I think.
You know me! I'm like, "Go school! It's your birthday!" Or something to that effect.
Willow ,'Empty Places'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ginger - Apr 12, 2010 4:56:10 pm PDT #22550 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Jesse - Apr 12, 2010 4:57:39 pm PDT #22551 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I feel that it should be Cure for the Clap, really. Good god.
Indeed.
shrift - Apr 12, 2010 4:58:00 pm PDT #22552 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Is it just me or is "Clap for a Cure" an unfortunate name for a fundraiser?
The gonorrhea just can't take it anymore and would like a prescription for antibiotics?
quester - Apr 12, 2010 5:00:06 pm PDT #22553 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
No to porn. Getting married is also unlikely.
Cass - Apr 12, 2010 5:00:48 pm PDT #22554 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Unless the locker room at the gym counts, and I firmly insist that it does not.
This does NOT count as nudity.
§ ita § - Apr 12, 2010 5:01:46 pm PDT #22555 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I like that you got two porn recommendations, though.
I finally filed my taxes. Why in god's name didn't I do that sooner? I get refunds, dammit. I just let the government sit on my money for forever. Pfft.
Jesse - Apr 12, 2010 5:03:05 pm PDT #22556 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Crap. I have to do my taxes still!
Ginger - Apr 12, 2010 5:03:06 pm PDT #22557 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
"Clap for a Cure" is being organized by a friend, and I don't know if I can keep a straight face. (It's actually a play performance benefiting cystic fibrosis.)
sarameg - Apr 12, 2010 5:04:41 pm PDT #22558 of 30001
Ginger, thank you!!
Some of my coworkers frequent the Y. I kinda dread the inevitable locker room encounter. Weird enough conversing with my neighbor in our swimsuits.
§ ita § - Apr 12, 2010 5:08:05 pm PDT #22559 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Locker rooms totally don't count. Working at krav meant I was often in just panties in front of students and teachers, and as far as I was concerned there was a clause of no-concern there. Although some people did go into the stalls to change.
Which, ew, stalls, and there were only two, so sometimes you had to do the pee-pee dance while people were changing clothes.