Wikipedia supports you, megan.
In email?
River: You're not right, Early. You're not righteous. You've got issues. Early: No. Oh, yes, I could have that. You might have me figured out, then. Good job. I'm not 100%.
'Objects In Space'
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.
megan walker - May 10, 2010 7:43:50 am PDT #28555 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Lee - May 10, 2010 7:44:13 am PDT #28556 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
megan walker - May 10, 2010 7:44:36 am PDT #28557 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Dana's good enough for me.
§ ita § - May 10, 2010 7:45:09 am PDT #28558 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Cajun would come via Canada, and Creole would have more direct French influence, wouldn't it?
Dana - May 10, 2010 7:45:19 am PDT #28559 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Perkins' link made me very hungry. Mostly for food I have no chance of eating today.
Dana - May 10, 2010 7:45:35 am PDT #28560 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Cajun would come via Canada, and Creole would have more direct French influence, wouldn't it?
Yes, and Spanish as well.
-t - May 10, 2010 7:46:00 am PDT #28561 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Switch 'em, megan.
Happy first day, Jesse!
Happy move, Nora!
Poxes on all the people impinging on everyone's good days, dammit. Boxes of poxes.
My one cup of coffee has not been enough, I don't think.
tommyrot - May 10, 2010 7:47:59 am PDT #28562 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Poxes on all the people impinging on everyone's good days, dammit. Boxes of poxes.
Boxes of poxes carried by foxes.
Boxes of poxes carried by foxes swimming in Lock Ness.
brenda m - May 10, 2010 7:50:29 am PDT #28563 of 30001
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
A fox ran out in front of my car Friday night. He was not carrying any boxes though.
Lee - May 10, 2010 7:50:59 am PDT #28564 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
But was he eating green eggs and ham?