No. You're missing the point. The design of the thing is functional. The plan is not to shoot you. The plan is to get the girl. If there's no girl, then the plan, well, is like the room.

Early ,'Objects In Space'


Spike's Bitches 25 to Life  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 01, 2005 6:57:23 am PDT #9974 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

aw, beth, you're missing out on all the fun!


Laura - Sep 01, 2005 6:58:23 am PDT #9975 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Ah, I looked at the schedule and the after 6PM stuff is called The N on TV instead of Noggin. The boys watch Fresh Prince of Bel Air sometimes. They apparently run My So Called Life too, but at 5AM.


sj - Sep 01, 2005 7:18:29 am PDT #9976 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Only twenty-five posts left in this thread. Lets finish this thing off.

Procrastinating? Who me?


Anne W. - Sep 01, 2005 7:26:17 am PDT #9977 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

I, too, am procrastinating, and should not be (job hunt stuff). I had a productive few days (Friday, Saturday, Monday, w/ Sunday off) followed by a slack-o-rama day yesterday (not entirely true--I did get things done, accordign to my to-do list) and a truly slack-o-rama day today.

Motivation-ma, please.


erikaj - Sep 01, 2005 7:28:51 am PDT #9978 of 10001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

Maybe later, huh? I explained Bayliss-oost to somebody yesterday. Maybe the shallowest H:LOTS conversion in Simonverse history. My missionary genes work in mysterious ways.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 01, 2005 7:29:50 am PDT #9979 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I am so cranky. God. I paw at the keyboard ineffectively and blah.


sj - Sep 01, 2005 7:31:46 am PDT #9980 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{Nora}}} I'll join you in the cranky. I should be wrapping gifts and figure out what I am going to wear to meet Dave's brother and s-i-l tonight. Plus cleaning my messy apartment. Instead, sitting here being cranky.


erikaj - Sep 01, 2005 7:32:58 am PDT #9981 of 10001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

Perfectly valid lifestyle choice. Where did my words go?


Volans - Sep 01, 2005 7:40:46 am PDT #9982 of 10001
move out and draw fire

I want Noggin. Well, okay, mostly I want to watch Daria.

Back when I wore glasses, I went as Daria for Halloween.

Life-tied-in-a-bow~ma for Susan. You could use a nicely wrapped gift like that!


Amy - Sep 01, 2005 7:40:58 am PDT #9983 of 10001
Because books.

Instead, sitting here being cranky.

I'm in. Except, Dave's brother and SiL are going to love you, so there's no reason for cranking about that.