am beginning to feel said for Teppy, because cats don't love her>
They really don't.
Inara: We thought we lost you. Mal: Well, I've been right here.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
brenda m - Apr 06, 2016 8:54:35 am PDT #24072 of 30002
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
Steph L. - Apr 06, 2016 9:02:57 am PDT #24073 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Heartless evil kitties.
I'd better check on them.
askye - Apr 06, 2016 10:17:00 am PDT #24074 of 30002
Thrive to spite them
Tubbs came and left fish and a memento. I haven't saved for expansion I probably should.
Connie Neil - Apr 06, 2016 10:19:12 am PDT #24075 of 30002
brillig
I can't wait to get enough money for the remodeling so I can start buying the expensive toys.
Beverly - Apr 06, 2016 11:48:17 am PDT #24076 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Happy Birthday, Amy!
And wishing you many more!
Steph L. - Apr 06, 2016 1:53:53 pm PDT #24077 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Sunny gave me a memento! A shiny acorn! Sunny is now my favorite.
SuziQ - Apr 06, 2016 2:10:39 pm PDT #24078 of 30002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
She gave you a kiss!
Calli - Apr 06, 2016 3:53:23 pm PDT #24079 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Happy birthday, Amy!
Hil R. - Apr 06, 2016 5:32:43 pm PDT #24080 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Bleargh. This week sucks. One of my work friends invited me to a crafting night, and I was all excited about that, because I really haven't been doing too well at making new friends here. I even went and bought some new yarn to start a new project, because I've got like four half-finished projects around hte house, but none of them really seemed like what I felt like working on. So I bought stuff to make a sock monkey hat. But I've been aching all day, and by mid-afternoon, I could tell that there was just no way that I'd be able to make it -- I was just hurting too much to be able to focus on crochet and carry on a conversation like even a semi-normal human being, and I'd end the night hurting even more, and I've got to teach tomorrow morning and I've got a long day Friday, and it just wasn't going to work out. So I told them that I wouldn't be able to make it.
And now I was sitting here feeling upset about that, and thinking that I ought to find something to do to make myself feel better, and thought, "Hey, maybe on Saturday I'll go to the place that has vegan cronuts and get one of those." But then I remembered -- my students have a midterm Friday night. Which means that I'll be working until at least 10 or 11 grading, and I know from experience that I won't be in any shape to do anything other than flop on my couch and whine on Saturday.
I hate my body.
Burrell - Apr 06, 2016 5:52:58 pm PDT #24081 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Ugh Hillary, is there any way you can get someone to proctor for the exam on Friday night? Seems like rest would be a better use of you and your resources.