Buffy ,'Potential'
[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.
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Y'know, I'm trying to remain all Zen and trying to keep the bad karma at bay by thinking that it shouldn't matter-- that what matters is it's a good thing for me and for the book and the universe will take care of the rest of it.
But Zen and karma can only go so far and so yeah, I kinda wondered the same thing.
::waits for lightning to smite me for being an arrogant shit::
t holds up lightning rod
Argh...there's this crazy Cuban blogger chick that claims she had sex with Keith Olbermann and it was really terrible(No, that's not enough to make her crazy) but she calls herself Karma (something) and Rupert Murdoch's newspapers call her a "Cuban spitfire"(retch!) She has a habit of coming around and threatening to "expose" him every so often...did your writing rival have a fangirl walk of shame, Barb?
That's great! Is that going to further piss off The Evil One?
I certainly hope so. Too bad it is totally unlikely to act as a cosmic cluestick. But that level of willful irrationality is tough to beat out of a person.
Y'know, I'm trying to remain all Zen and trying to keep the bad karma at bay by thinking that it shouldn't matter-- that what matters is it's a good thing for me and for the book and the universe will take care of the rest of it.
That's right, you stay zen. It's bad karma to rejoice in the downfall (potential or otherwise) of enemies. We'll do it for you.
Argh...there's this crazy Cuban blogger chick that claims she had sex with Keith Olbermann and it was really terrible(No, that's not enough to make her crazy) but she calls herself Karma (something) and Rupert Murdoch's newspapers call her a "Cuban spitfire"(retch!)
Cuban spitfire? Ptooey.
Cuban spitfire? Ptooey.
look out! She's spitting fire!
I have completed my voting process, and got a cookie. not for voting, for showing up at work at the time when someone was setting out cookies for general consumption, but a cookie is a cookie, right?
Also getting bowl of popcorn in anticipation of cuban spitfire exploding in an entertaining manner.
The systems for delivering packages where a signature is required are really not designed for people who live alone and work during the day. It looks like my options are either to pre-sign and let them leave my package on the porch (which I would do for cheaper things, but this is a new MacBook Pro, so, no) or to go to the FedEx office after work. At least they're open until 7:30 -- when I had something similar with the post office, I had to wait until I had a day off before I could go pick it up.
It confuses the hell out of me that the U.S. federal government's fiscal year starts on October 1. Which fiscal year are we in? I mean, budget-y stuff that happens now that the new "year" has started, does it get chalked up in stats for fiscal year 2010 or 2011? What I am trying to figure out is, when the deficit increased in 2009, was that the budget that Bush had approved as a lame duck in calendar year 2008, or was that actually Obama's first turn at bat?
Cuban spitfire? Ptooey.
Well, that was the spitting...