I woke up ugly tired this morning. Blargh.
Nobody can tell Marmaduke what to do. That's my kind of dog.
Trick ,'First Date'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Pix - Sep 11, 2014 3:57:44 am PDT #5897 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.
-t - Sep 11, 2014 4:13:50 am PDT #5898 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
what kind of leavening do you use, Theo? That seems stupendously fast to me.
Feel better, aurelia and Pix.
Fred Pete - Sep 11, 2014 4:39:21 am PDT #5899 of 30000
Ann, that's a ferret.
Happy Birthday, Trudy!
billytea - Sep 11, 2014 4:48:17 am PDT #5900 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Happy birthday, Trudy!
amych - Sep 11, 2014 4:57:28 am PDT #5901 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Happy birthday, Porny Pants!
Zenkitty - Sep 11, 2014 4:57:41 am PDT #5902 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Happy birthday, Trudy!
I'm not here
shrift - Sep 11, 2014 5:16:27 am PDT #5903 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Happy birthday, Trudy!
-t - Sep 11, 2014 5:20:51 am PDT #5904 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Many happy returns, Trudes!
Ah, I almost feel like I heard the wind whispering over Walden pond just now...
Ginger - Sep 11, 2014 5:34:10 am PDT #5905 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I spy Zenkitty sneaking around the internets.
Zenkitty - Sep 11, 2014 5:44:45 am PDT #5906 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
To defend my reputation, I must affirm that I have avoided the Internets since last Saturday and shall continue to do so until next Sunday. Except for my mother's house for dinner here, because today I'm back at work and it's Trudy's birthday and I'm not venturing into the timesucking bog of FB to wave at her.
It's been really nice, being all Walden.