Yes'm, please.
Jayne: Anybody remember her comin' at me with a butcher's knife? Wash: Wacky fun.
'Objects In Space'
F2F 2: Is there anybody here that hasn't slept together?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
JZ - Aug 11, 2004 12:43:29 pm PDT #7249 of 9999
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 11, 2004 12:50:29 pm PDT #7250 of 9999
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Wheee! So much vicarious fun.
I don't recall seeing if the Sommervillians mentioned the USS Constitution or the less-historical-but-still-neat New England Aquarium closeby. Just more options for excursion settings.
Astarte - Aug 11, 2004 12:57:54 pm PDT #7251 of 9999
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
There's swouncing in Texas.
IJS.
Lee - Aug 11, 2004 1:04:57 pm PDT #7252 of 9999
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
JZ, insent.
Daisy Jane - Aug 11, 2004 1:06:43 pm PDT #7253 of 9999
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
There's swouncing in Texas.
Up in this part of it too.
SuziQ - Aug 11, 2004 1:13:34 pm PDT #7254 of 9999
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Deb insent
deborah grabien - Aug 11, 2004 1:38:10 pm PDT #7255 of 9999
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
lexine, I just sent you an answer to an earlier question.
I have had cookma. In looking for a dedicated 8-quart stockpot in which to make kosher bean soup that everyone will be able to pig out on, I stopped at the local Ross and found a nice stainless steel one, with no price. I asked the nice saleslady, explained why I needed it, and she promptly rang it up for me with an imaginery price of:
Five bucks.
Doooood.
Beverly - Aug 11, 2004 1:51:29 pm PDT #7256 of 9999
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Dooood, indeed. Taking the nice lady a serving of soup, yes?
deborah grabien - Aug 11, 2004 2:02:03 pm PDT #7257 of 9999
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I very well might. Going to make bean soup with veggie stock and roasted garlic and I think both red and green organic lentils and have it be the backup quickie meal for Friday night, while you and Nicole and I are off having dinner out and feeding cats. I might even make m'jedrah, if I have any time whatsoever, because I adore it, and Nic doesn't. He's not a "mess of pottage" person, but I am.
Beverly - Aug 11, 2004 2:12:29 pm PDT #7258 of 9999
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I know I'm an odd sort of person, but along with meeting people and seeing people again I've already met? Feeding cats is right up there with all the squee-worthy activities that have me bouncing at the thought.