In as much as I sometimes wish I could have a roommate, situations like Sean's make me glad I can't.
Hey, are any of us fiverrs?
I just got a great project done there and thought, if 'family' members were providers, I'd throw my work to them.
Bester: Mal. Whaddya need two mechanics for? Mal: I really don't.
'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.
beekaytee - Dec 11, 2013 5:44:59 pm PST #7129 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
Sean K - Dec 11, 2013 8:04:39 pm PST #7130 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Dear ice cream with chunky things in it,
No fair. No really, wth? How am I supposed to stop eating you when it's always, "Just one more chunky thing, and then I'll stop." THERE'S ALWAYS ANOTHER CHUNKY THING!
DCJensen - Dec 11, 2013 9:07:51 pm PST #7131 of 30002
All is well that ends in pizza.
I fondly recall (Breyers/Edy's, I think) Goo Goo Cluster flavor ice cream in the 1980's, Chocolate ice cream, and caramel, chocolate, and nut bits throughout.
billytea - Dec 12, 2013 1:13:49 am PST #7132 of 30002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Awesome. D's left a message on my phone inquiring about a Christmas present he's sent to Ryan. No mention of anything that's transpired this year. Just what I want to deal with tonight.
WindSparrow - Dec 12, 2013 1:25:32 am PST #7133 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.
Yuck, bt. I wish you peace - and the strength and wisdom to make it for yourself.
Laura - Dec 12, 2013 1:28:26 am PST #7134 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
::sets up a dark cave filled with soft bedding and good books, and orders a cabana boy to silently restock the mini-bar on a regular basis::
Just what the doctor ordered. Looks like I will have lots of nice company too. Snuggles with Buffistas is pretty much exactly what I think my doctor said I needed to get all better.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 12, 2013 4:36:47 am PST #7135 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Dear beer: I love you so much, why do you make me feel so awful the day after I properly show my appreciation? Love, Hung over in New Orleans.
I *thought* Em was too young to remember Bourbon Street. Apparently, I was wrong. She asked a girl in her class if she could see her boobs today.
Wait, what? Did she offer beads in exchange? Maybe she saw a Girls Gone Wild video.
Sean, while your roommate moving out won't solve the financial problems, I'm glad at least you won't have the stressors. And, yes, it is more than reasonable to expect someone to pay what they owe for a place to live.
Laura - Dec 12, 2013 5:51:12 am PST #7136 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
The only thing that saves me from the hangover is my commitment to hydration. My local joints know to bring me a big water with my glass of wine. I never want to have a hangover again. So unpleasant.
Trudy Booth - Dec 12, 2013 6:59:59 am PST #7137 of 30002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Dear ice cream with chunky things in it,
Right up there with those paper cups in Pepperidge Farm's cookie bags. "Well, let me tidy up and throw away this piece of paper... MOAR COOKIES"
Awesome. D's left a message on my phone inquiring about a Christmas present he's sent to Ryan. No mention of anything that's transpired this year. Just what I want to deal with tonight.
This sketch? Classic for a reason:
Sean K - Dec 12, 2013 7:17:00 am PST #7138 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Right up there with those paper cups in Pepperidge Farm's cookie bags. "Well, let me tidy up and throw away this piece of paper... MOAR COOKIES"
RIGHT????