If it weren't for that crazy kid, you'd get away with it.
Doesn't matter that we took him off that boat, Shepherd, it's the place he's going to live from now on.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
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.
WindSparrow - Mar 04, 2011 4:28:02 am PST #16691 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.
beekaytee - Mar 04, 2011 5:09:31 am PST #16692 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Much ~ma for Mal. May everything pass easily.
Yes, but I have the version with RZ's singing on it. Which, I realize, might be a negative for more than a plurality of the board.
I have this version (and kind of like RZ's interjections) and the original, but had no idea Gin Blossoms covered it. Must seek.
sj - Mar 04, 2011 5:44:17 am PST #16693 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
If it weren't for that crazy kid, you'd get away with it.
No, it is because of those crazy kids I don't have to watch the same Elmo video for the hundredth time!
G is fast asleep. He was yawning a lot this morning, and I said, "G's tired." His reply was the all too true, "No, Auntie sj's tired."
sj - Mar 04, 2011 6:15:51 am PST #16694 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Welcome back, Trudy!
Liese S. - Mar 04, 2011 6:22:46 am PST #16695 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yay, Trudy! Glad to hear it!
Vortex - Mar 04, 2011 7:09:50 am PST #16696 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
You know, it's not that I thought that I was being punished by God because my dad died, but the real punishment is that my mother wants to talk to me about everything. And asks for advice and won't listen. And if she doesn't get the response she wants, she just keeps repeating herself. If I am not appropriately outraged by whatever craziness she's perpetuating, it's like she thinks if she keeps telling me, I'll understand. @@
Daisy Jane - Mar 04, 2011 7:11:41 am PST #16697 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Oh, you guys, hugs all around!
Steph, they may not have given you settings to prevent overprinting. Here's a good source on overprinting problems (and really a lot of things GD related) [link]
WindSparrow - Mar 04, 2011 7:26:55 am PST #16698 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.
And if she doesn't get the response she wants, she just keeps repeating herself. If I am not appropriately outraged by whatever craziness she's perpetuating, it's like she thinks if she keeps telling me, I'll understand. @@
Kinda makes me wannaa transplant bits of my mind into yours so I can be a fly on the wall of your brain while you try managing communication with her the way I manage communication and behavior with the folks who live in the group homes.
Steph L. - Mar 04, 2011 7:27:28 am PST #16699 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Steph, they may not have given you settings to prevent overprinting.
I wondered about that, but I still circle back to -- if the settings weren't set to prevent overprinting, why has it never happened before?
Here's a good source on overprinting problems (and really a lot of things GD related) [link]
I was googling like crazy last night until Tim came home and made me stop -- I saw that link, but didn't read too far into it because I was already completely brain-fried.
I'm going to read it now that I've had a good night's sleep and am calmer today. Thanks!
WindSparrow - Mar 04, 2011 7:28:53 am PST #16700 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.
Yay, Trudy! I'm glad the pain is beginning to subside.