The dog and cat breakfasted on eel sushi (I accidentally ordered the wrong thing last night) and shrimp tails and now both are laser focused on trying to mind control me into producing more of this wondrous substance.
Here is your cup of coffee. Brewed from the finest Colombian lighter fluid.
Xander ,'Chosen'
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 - Sep 29, 2013 5:23:40 am PDT #5136 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
smonster - Sep 29, 2013 5:24:52 am PDT #5137 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Haa, brenda, that's awesome.
In other news, my clueless and entitled friend NC is apparently catching up on my fb feed. ::headdesk::
Nora Deirdre - Sep 29, 2013 7:44:20 am PDT #5138 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I saw the link/challenge you posted.
I need to eat something but since being sick, my appetite has been nonexistent. Simultaneously, I have been drinking lots of beer for work. Not the best of combos. I have eggs and grits but the thought of cooking them (and cleaning it all up) makes me feel like, eh, I can just stay in bed.
So weird.
Steph L. - Sep 29, 2013 7:51:03 am PDT #5139 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Ooooh. I'm going to go make some grits. (Since Tim said he'd make eggs half a goddamn hour ago and is STILL in the office, doing god knows what. I even asked, in the what-is-your-PROBLEM tone of voice, "Do you want ME to make the eggs?" and he said, "No, I'm going to make them!" Sure, baby, but are you going to make them TODAY?)
Grits it is. Maybe I'll even make some for him.
Laura - Sep 29, 2013 8:39:42 am PDT #5140 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Such a good wifey! Also, mmmmmm grits.
Nora Deirdre - Sep 29, 2013 9:17:56 am PDT #5141 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I made eggs and grits! Yum.
Calli - Sep 29, 2013 9:44:30 am PDT #5142 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I made red cabbage braised with apples and caraway. It's delicious! [link]
WindSparrow - Sep 29, 2013 10:03:02 am PDT #5143 of 30002
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.
Breakfast was coffee and a granola bar. Lunch was buttered tortillas with buttercup squash and imitation crab. While that was not quite as amazing as I had hoped, it was pretty good. Possibly it needed more butter and a soupçon of cheese.
smonster - Sep 29, 2013 10:40:04 am PDT #5144 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I saw the link/challenge you posted.
He posted on two links before I did that.
Now he's all butthurt and doesn't understand why people are upset with him. He was poor once! His credit card was declined at the grocery store!
@@ forever.
amych - Sep 29, 2013 10:44:28 am PDT #5145 of 30002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Well, hell. My credit card has been declined within the last week. Do I get extra privilege cookies?