Yay, kittens!
Boo, distant cars!
A vague disclaimer is nobody's friend.
Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
DebetEsse - Jul 10, 2012 4:46:50 pm PDT #16798 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Nora Deirdre - Jul 10, 2012 5:22:31 pm PDT #16799 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Holy crap, I've been following the killer poboy guy on twitter, didn't know he was set up anywhere! Yum, gonna check that out soon.
Ginger - Jul 10, 2012 5:28:56 pm PDT #16800 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Sometimes I have no idea what goes on in my little dog's head. Normally when I come home and open the door that keeps him in one half of the house, he puts his paws on my knee a couple of times, apparently to make sure I'm me, and then he might want to go out. This time, he ran right by me to the living room, where I found him with a chew toy and a guilty look on his face. Was he lying there while I was gone, jonesing for a particular rawhide bone? Was he afraid someone had gotten into his secret toy stash in the living room?
omnis_audis - Jul 10, 2012 5:52:17 pm PDT #16801 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
There are whispy clouds tonight. I think I'm going to see a pretty sunset from my new porch tonight!!
Vortex - Jul 10, 2012 6:14:43 pm PDT #16802 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Well, one's in the Bronx, so I figured out that I can take a train down, test drive the car, grab some lunch with a friend and be back by rush hour. Still 4 hours of travel, but passive travel. The other's a two hour drive. I figure that I'll do the train thing on Friday, the drive on Saturday.
brenda m - Jul 10, 2012 7:24:09 pm PDT #16803 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
What's the foodie equivalent of Jillifont?
The (otherwise awesome) restaurant charged us $75 for a little dish of shaved truffles that no one even noticed them put down until we were long done with dinner. I wasn't leaving that shit on the table, but honestly, I don't see me using them.
Dog ate well tonight.
ChiKat - Jul 10, 2012 7:26:46 pm PDT #16804 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
brenda, WTH?? That is all kinds of wrong.
Vortex - Jul 10, 2012 7:37:15 pm PDT #16805 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Oh, hell no! Did someone order the truffles and they got missed? Or was it one of those situations where the server "helpfully" said "would you like some shaved truffle with that?" and didn't mention that it was extra?
brenda m - Jul 10, 2012 7:51:24 pm PDT #16806 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
They were doing a chef's tasting for nine of us, and way too much food.
I only gave her two slices, but I really have no idea what to do with the rest. I don't really gt the hubbub, to be honest.
(It was work people, so expensed also.)
meara - Jul 10, 2012 8:16:11 pm PDT #16807 of 30001
Ah, work dinner much less of a fuss. If I were out with friends I'd be pissy though.
So i responded to an ad on Craigslist and she wrote back...and for once I am not the only one with an easily googleable name--I googled the email name, got a real name from there, and moments later know where she works and what she looks like. Heh.