Tracy: Well-- That call -- That call means you just murdered me. Mal: No, son. You murdered yourself. I just carried the bullet a while.

'The Message'


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.


Burrell - Nov 06, 2011 2:02:58 pm PST #2326 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Mmm, now I want almonds and Greek yogurt. And wine. Hrm, must be grading.


askye - Nov 06, 2011 2:07:13 pm PST #2327 of 30001
Thrive to spite them

Typo have you tried a browning bag? My dad swears by them.


Strix - Nov 06, 2011 2:08:20 pm PST #2328 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

I finished the cover letter! (And it rocks!) But I will eat a PB&J whilst I am making brownies.

And then I'm making a salt scrub, WHICH WILL INCLUDE NO PROTEIN!!!! Neener. Kiss ma buffed, silky butt-ocks.


askye - Nov 06, 2011 2:14:50 pm PST #2329 of 30001
Thrive to spite them

I was going to make applesauce but the apples were too far gone. I was also going to simmer a whole chicken but that I think is going to be left.

I'm working a temp job tomorrow actual office hours, like always I'm nervous I'm going to oversleep/be late.

On the Flylady news, the latest email was her response to someone who was critical of the blog update. I think the letter writer had a point (but was a bit mean) and fly lady basically called her a big ole meanie and then justified the changes.


quester - Nov 06, 2011 2:24:56 pm PST #2330 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

I just "defrosted" my freeze by brute force. With a mallet and a plastic spoon as a chisel. I didn't have the time or the storage space to do it the slow way so I just wailed on it.

In my defense, I couldn't fit anything into the freezer for all the frost build-up.

Now, I am attempting my first quiche.


Liese S. - Nov 06, 2011 2:30:09 pm PST #2331 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yeah, I think she way overreacted to the criticism, which I think was valid.

I was supposed to do the home hour today (I do it on Sundays instead of Mondays because my trash comes on Mondays.) but I don't know if I have the energy after the apple butter. Plus, I have a ton of work to do still from the weekend and I also suspect I'm going to be off work tomorrow.


hippocampus - Nov 06, 2011 2:39:29 pm PST #2332 of 30001
not your mom's socks.

ok. I'm about to fire off a Letter to the Methodist Church.

yeah. I know.

I haven't been around for decades, they've gone off the rails and Translated Psalm 23 and now I complain?

I need to complain. The memorial service this weekend contained the line "The Lord is my shepherd, I have everything I need."

Besides the fact that have is different from shall in so many ways, and not want is epically more impactful than everything I need

...

It doesn't even scan correctly.

They broke it. One of the few sentences a bunch of Western European guys got together and agreed on that didn't stink, that actually scanned beautifully, and They Broke It.

AUGH.

What?


hippocampus - Nov 06, 2011 2:43:14 pm PST #2333 of 30001
not your mom's socks.

Adult Beverage.

I'm done ranting now. Thank you for listening.

Also, in case anyone was wondering, I'm not very religious - I was raised there, but moved out of town. Faith, yes. Religion? MESSES WITH SCANSION.


smonster - Nov 06, 2011 2:53:50 pm PST #2334 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Kiss ma buffed, silky butt-ocks.

::puckers up::

"The Lord is my shepherd, I have everything I need."

What in the holy hell (NPI)? That is so messed up.


smonster - Nov 06, 2011 3:12:53 pm PST #2335 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

The chicken was pretty awesome, but I kind of burned the potatoes and broccoli. I blame the oven and its confusing keypad. I'll eat them anyway. I also listened to Howard Clark shows, bought my ticket home and informed parents of same, and did all the work work I need to do. Plus, I confirmed that I have a place to move into at the end of the month and started making arrangements for that. Now I'm going to finish the dishes and go feed the McWarnigles' cats, do laundry, and maybe watch some Who.

Who the fuck is this adult? And how long before she's replaced by me, Hyperbole and a Half style?