Once again, I am proud to stand with ita on this one.
I can beat up demons until the cows come home, and then I can beat up the cows.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
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.
smonster - Nov 25, 2010 6:11:31 am PST #9470 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Nov 25, 2010 6:12:56 am PST #9471 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Thanks! Am very happy. Especially since the head of the department was interviewing me, and he said I did a great interview. And apparently I know my feminist theory. And can at least say the right things about my teaching skills. Yay!
How are people's turkeys?
Strix - Nov 25, 2010 6:27:07 am PST #9472 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
My father-in-law (!! ZOMG, I have IN-LAWS!!) is making the turkey, but my ham is fucking fantastic!
Steph L. - Nov 25, 2010 6:39:42 am PST #9473 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Yay for Erin's Thanksgiving Piggie!
And Happy Thanksgiving/Happy Black Friday Eve/Happy Thursday to alla y'all (unless you're in a part of the world where it's no longer Thursday...or not yet Thursday, I can never remember how the time zones go).
My Buffistas are WAY up near the top of the list of Things What I Am Thankful For. (Also thankful for being able to end sentences with prepositions.)
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Nov 25, 2010 6:42:10 am PST #9474 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Congratulations on the fantastic ham, Erin.
We are having breaded cod, apparently. I am quite envious of all your turkeys.
Vortex - Nov 25, 2010 7:34:02 am PST #9475 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Got my pie in about an hour later than I had planned. Mostly because I kept snoozing because two annoying friends sent texts at 7:48 and 8:13 respectively. This would have just necessitated a snort and a rollover, except that I woke to an excrutiating sinus headache that it took me a while to recover from (after trying to fall back asleep, whinging for a bit, finally getting up and taking some meds, going back to bed, etc.) Also, because I underestimated the amount of time it would take to prepare the apples and crust.
Spidra Webster - Nov 25, 2010 7:35:14 am PST #9476 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Congratulations on the job, Seska!
WindSparrow - Nov 25, 2010 8:16:36 am PST #9477 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.
Congratulations, Seska!
My Buffistas are WAY up near the top of the list of Things What I Am Thankful For. (Also thankful for being able to end sentences with prepositions.)
Hear, hear!
Scrappy - Nov 25, 2010 8:50:25 am PST #9478 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
We are going to a friend's house and all we are bringing is salad, so no turkey smells in the house. Luckily, the DH bought a turkey for us to have T-Giving, The Sequel on Saturday.
There will be 8 of us at this dinner, all old friends. I haven't been to an all grown-up Thanksgiving in years, so that will be interesting. Knowing this friend, there will be great food and excellent weed. I only ever smoke pot when with this couple, maybe once or twice a year, so it is shaping up to be an unusual holiday. I bet the pie will taste damn good.
Barb - Nov 25, 2010 9:00:59 am PST #9479 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Yay, ham! Yay Seska's new job!
Chocolate pecan pie is out of oven and cooling. Bird has had aromatics stuffed up its ass and herbs and butter massaged under the skin and is in oven preparing for its eventual fate. Cranberry cherry pear chutney/relish is setting in fridge.
And did I mention that I'm doing this in my OWN HOUSE IN SEATTLE? No family drahma, no chaos, we're just sitting around in sweats and jammies watching the parade and football and snowfall.
If Lewis & I weren't nursing sore throats, I would've suggested a Leftoverpalooza this weekend for the Seattle-istas.
You know... I've got a pretty fucking fantastic life and right at the top of the list of things I'm thankful for are the Buffistas.