Best. Typo. Ever.
The Bay City Rollers, now that's music.
Giles ,'Sleeper'
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.
Scrappy - Feb 02, 2011 2:18:06 pm PST #14684 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
billytea - Feb 02, 2011 2:18:15 pm PST #14685 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Ahahahaha!!!!! I had to re-read what you quoted -- seriously -- THREE times just to figure out what you were talking about!
I shall imagine lightning strikes to go with that laugh, since apparently I have turned you into the Count.
Cass - Feb 02, 2011 2:20:07 pm PST #14686 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Best. Typo. Ever.
Totally.
hippocampus - Feb 02, 2011 2:21:49 pm PST #14687 of 30000
not your mom's socks.
I, of course, have more to say b/c we're family, but I'm on the iTouch and it is bathtime.
I'm all ears when it is not. HKF just about fell asleep in her spaghetti tonight, she was so tired.
Daisy Jane - Feb 02, 2011 2:29:40 pm PST #14688 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
"Loved in" best. Slip. Ever.
Barb - Feb 02, 2011 2:29:52 pm PST #14689 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
As typos go, this sits on a scale from 1 to awesome.
I was thinking the same thing.
hippocampus - Feb 02, 2011 2:32:20 pm PST #14690 of 30000
not your mom's socks.
"Loved in" best. Slip. Ever.
Truer words...
WindSparrow - Feb 02, 2011 2:35:12 pm PST #14691 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.
I think we should have an Introvert Seating at the next F2F -- in that seating,we could have laptops and stress-balls, tumblers of water for Xanax chugging.
No one talks or goes over there and you can just kinda chill, watch things if you want, and no one bugs you until you come out.
I propose we call it "The Diogenes Club".
Pix - Feb 02, 2011 2:45:14 pm PST #14692 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.
Leaping to the end because as I was catching up, I read this:
I am incredibly social person (yes, I know, shut up) and I can only imagine how hard it is in general, and how hard it is for you with the Buffistas. So many of us thrive on the social interaction that we forget that sometimes people need a break (I remember when Laura's DH came to his first F2F and I saw him sitting alone, so I went over to chat, and he was very amused that I was the 3rd person to come over to check on him to make sure that he wasn't feeling excluded. He was just overwhelmed :) )
All I can say is that I know that none of us want to make anyone feel uncomfortable, and I also know that we crazy people WILL respect your boundaries if you let us know, so please don't feel awkward about telling us to back off. And if someone doesn't, feel free to sic me on them (THE WRATH OF THE BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBIES!!!)and it made me need to say that I t heart Vortex. Now back to read the rest of the 100+ posts I've missed.
SailAweigh - Feb 02, 2011 3:45:03 pm PST #14693 of 30000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
OMG, you guys, my ex-fiance (from over 20 years ago) just friended me on FB. I don't know if I should be flattered or run away screaming. I mean, I'm the one who sent him the invite. But I figured after 20 years, who the hell cares what happened then? It's just kind of nice to know he's still out there and thinking of me. (He sent me an e-mail about two weeks ago. One sentence. "I think of you when I play Patsy Cline.") I'll admit my heart skipped a beat, but I'm not looking to start anything up. I'm just fucking curious to know what he's been doing for the past 20 years!