Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In  

[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.


Zenkitty - Mar 20, 2012 7:57:27 pm PDT #10193 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

mayo with canola oil, not olive, and that shit is NAST

Yes. It is.

I remember the first time I ate at an Italian restaurant and got a little dish of olive oil to dip my bread instead of butter. "Wha?" said my brain, but my tongue had the override.

So good! See, it's not that I don't like olive oil. It has to be on that crusty bread, though.


erin_obscure - Mar 20, 2012 8:13:24 pm PDT #10194 of 30001
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

question for the over-educated (or properly-educated, to some): how would one translate into latin: "never eat more than you can lift."


Anne W. - Mar 21, 2012 12:50:08 am PDT #10195 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Thanks for the advice and well-wishes, everyone. I slept, which is the most I could ask for, I get, but I still feel all adrenaline-shaky and my chest feels tight. Not fun. This has been going on for the past few days as some anxieties are making their way to the fore.


Laura - Mar 21, 2012 2:54:17 am PDT #10196 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

Sleep is a good thing. May the anxieties flee your vicinity.


hippocampus - Mar 21, 2012 4:48:14 am PDT #10197 of 30001
not your mom's socks.

Good luck today, Jilli!

Anne, wishing you calmer days.


Atropa - Mar 21, 2012 5:30:03 am PDT #10198 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

So this is that "morning" thing people keep telling me about. Huh.


Connie Neil - Mar 21, 2012 5:42:13 am PDT #10199 of 30001
brillig

Huzzah, Jilli! Go forth and conquer!


DebetEsse - Mar 21, 2012 6:13:27 am PDT #10200 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Erin, I'm rusty, but my best guess is

Plus quam potest tollere noli comede

etcorrect the last word.


Calli - Mar 21, 2012 7:04:21 am PDT #10201 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Interview~ma to you, Jilli! (And morning~ma, as applicable.)


Kate P. - Mar 21, 2012 7:16:14 am PDT #10202 of 30001
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

The only time I've made homemade mayo, I used olive oil instead of canola oil. It was... not very good. But I'm fully prepared to believe that someone else's olive-oil mayo would be much better.

Interview~ma, Jilli!

Anne, I'm glad you slept, but sorry you're dealing with anxiety issues. Hoping better days are ahead.