I was just reading about that, erika. Ai yi yi, what the hell, Country?
Fred: So you don't worry that it's possible for someone to send out a biological or electronic trigger that effectively overrides your own sense of ideals and values and replaces them with an alternative coercive agenda that reduces you to a mindless meat puppet? Shopkeeper: Wow. People used to think that I was paranoid.
'Time Bomb'
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.
Burrell - Feb 21, 2014 9:28:20 am PST #9512 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
sj - Feb 21, 2014 9:48:11 am PST #9513 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I think I have asked this here before, but how much should I tip the woman who shampoos my hair at the hairdressers?
Laura, I'm wishing all the best for your eldest son. May his talent eventually pull him through.
sj - Feb 21, 2014 11:54:20 am PST #9514 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Can I have a do-over for today, please?
Laura - Feb 21, 2014 12:03:52 pm PST #9515 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Absolutely! I kind of need a do-over for the last few months. Not sure if that is any more or less likely to happen.
sj - Feb 21, 2014 12:21:32 pm PST #9516 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Thanks, Laura. I went to a restaurant on my way to my hairdresser's appointment to try to get a gift card for her because I hadn't seen her at Christmas. The door was locked, and I was about to leave when I saw three guys go in. So, I got out of my car and went in the restaurant. Waited for the people in front of me to order their take-out, only to be told that the guy at the register doesn't know how to do gc's. Got lost, was very late for my appointment. Stopped to get a falafel for a late lunch (which I've been trying to do for 4 days), only to find that the restaurant closes for three hours in the afternoon. Came home to find my new to me (refurbished) kindle fire had been delivered, and I opened it up to find a long crack in the glass. I don't like today.
erikaj - Feb 21, 2014 12:24:41 pm PST #9517 of 30002
Always Anti-fascist!
Argh. I don't like it for you, although my version is quite good, for once.
Laura - Feb 21, 2014 12:34:57 pm PST #9518 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
Ugh, that is indeed a very unlikeable day.
sj - Feb 21, 2014 12:37:38 pm PST #9519 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
The one sort of plus side for the day is that my doctor is calling in an antibiotic prescription for the uti I most definitely have despite the fact that the test results aren't in yet.
Beverly - Feb 21, 2014 2:06:42 pm PST #9520 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Laura. Darling. Sister. I have no advice at all to offer, but utter sympathy and support. There's nothing at all we can do, and it's so hard to just stand and watch the train wreck, and hope they wake up and decide whatever it is they need to do, and then do it. But good for you for keeping it out of your home.
Ginger told me once when we were traveling west together to some F2F or other, "They make underwear where we're going." Words to remember and live by.
sj, sorry about the day. Betters tomorrow.
erika, sorry about the state. It seems a lot of them are sliding in that direction. Fire in the streets, people, just you wait. Um. Did I say that out loud?
Steph L. - Feb 21, 2014 2:17:20 pm PST #9521 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Bev! I didn't get to wish you a happy birthday (I remember you saying you don't visit Facebook, so I didn't wish you a happy birthday there, either), so Happy Happy Belated Birthday! It sounds like H. feted you splendidly.