~ma for DCJ. I hope you feel better soon, and that the Vicodin helps.
I want to see doggie pics too!
And you're sure this isn't just some fanboy thing? 'Cause I've fought more than a couple pimply, overweight vamps that called themselves Lestat.
Buffy ,'Lessons'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
amyth - Jan 31, 2011 3:14:08 pm PST #14447 of 30000
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
javachik - Jan 31, 2011 3:21:11 pm PST #14448 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
smonster - Jan 31, 2011 3:24:54 pm PST #14449 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
erin, I will be down in NOLA volunteering (I hope) from 3/19 to 3/24, and will likely stay until the weekend. I know you're only planning a short trip, and it may seem odd, but I recommend volunteering for a day if you can. You'll see an important part of the city that many tourists don't. No pressure or guilt, really - just my two cents.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 31, 2011 4:09:46 pm PST #14450 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
It's how I fell in love with this place, volunteering here.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 31, 2011 4:09:47 pm PST #14451 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Daisy Jane - Jan 31, 2011 4:52:17 pm PST #14452 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Pics are on FB. I will link tomorrow for people not on fb. She has spent all evening in my lap. She loves people and other dogs. We are going to wait a week in case she's claimed and then we will chip her.
meara - Jan 31, 2011 6:20:56 pm PST #14453 of 30000
The Misadventures of Meara:
OMG, so my friend who was with me on Saturday night filled me in on what exactly happened (I swear, I got TWO drinks, and I was completely drunkass!)So, we'd been looking around the bar (she's got a gf, but wanted vicarious fun) and dancing and so on...and I was having much fun. And at some point, while exuberantly enjoying a painting on the wall, made friends with this other group. Mostly was chatting up the one of them, and enjoying saying the word "excavator" (the cute one is an excavator! Say it a few times. Excavate! It's fun!).
...and sure, I was being completely drunkass, but that was not the awkward part. So, apparently I invited her to come home with me. I don't remember this. Friend didn't actually hear that, but girl apparently then was asking follow up questions like was my friend coming too, etc, trying to determine what sort of invite this was. ...I don't remember that. So then her friends leave...and they were her ride. So I'm all "I think it's time to go!" and then get confused when she was going to come with us (my friend drove me). And my friend was like "oh lord" and explained to me...and I kept saying "but I don't REMEMBER that! How can I not remember that?!!?"
So then the girl is all awkward because she has no ride and I've taken back my offer, so she's trying to figure out where she's going etc. She's up at the bar, and some other girl starts flirting with her. I apparently decide a brilliant idea is to go and ask her to kiss me...(no memory of this part) and she says NO.
...and then there was some kind of "here, [myfriend] should try on this jacket" on her and friend's part...and then somehow she and I did some kissing and she asked for (and I gave) my number.
RANDOM. But worse was when she texted me the next day and I was like "Uh, [friend]?? YOU NEED TO FILL ME IN because I know my perspective is skewed!!"
WindSparrow - Jan 31, 2011 7:36:01 pm PST #14454 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.
{{{{DJ}}}}} What a blow for you, and for everyone who loves your friend.
{{{{amyth}}}} Goodnight, Lulu, a flight of angels wing thee to thy rest. {{{Vortex}}} what a tough situation to have to deal with at work.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 31, 2011 10:10:35 pm PST #14455 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Daisy Jane, I'm so sorry to hear about your friend. That's awful.
{{{amyth}}}
Here's wishing work improves a bit, Vortex.
DCJensen - Feb 01, 2011 12:08:05 am PST #14456 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Here they come, walking down the street, getting funniest looks from everyone they meet...
Ok, really not a monkey (nor a Monkee), but upright walking gorilla? Woah.