Poor ita. It's a slow road back.
Everything looks good from here... Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land.' I think we should call it 'your grave!' Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die! Oh, no, God! Oh, dear God in heaven!
Wash ,'Serenity'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Nov 05, 2005 12:10:51 pm PST #1477 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Lee - Nov 05, 2005 12:11:51 pm PST #1478 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hee.
That is sad, ita. Did they extend to a whole krav class?
Also, I think your migraine decided to come visit me again. You need to talk to it about that.
Lee - Nov 05, 2005 12:14:57 pm PST #1479 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ooh, Will and Sydney are having the sex. Good for them.
§ ita § - Nov 05, 2005 12:16:37 pm PST #1480 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Did they extend to a whole krav class?
Nope. I stopped training and started teaching about 3/4 of the way through. Luckily the guy actually teaching was more than happy for the help.
Perkins, you're in charge of the migraine until at least after I pick my father up. I'm already feeling dizzy and nauseous and like a big old loser. Please don't make me have a migraine too.
So, till like 8?
Lee - Nov 05, 2005 12:19:26 pm PST #1481 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Sigh. I really want to go to Beth's house concert tonight, and that starts at 7:00. Maybe we can find someone else to pawn it off on?
Sue - Nov 05, 2005 12:24:53 pm PST #1482 of 10006
hip deep in pie
Jilli, I'm so sorry about your cat.
Jesse - Nov 05, 2005 12:31:32 pm PST #1483 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, here's a random thing I've been meaning to mention: I was reading this book Demolition Angel by Robert Crais, and there's a throwaway bit about the main character's high school prom date or something, and his name is ... James Marsters.
Cass - Nov 05, 2005 12:38:55 pm PST #1484 of 10006
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I can take it for an hour later on tonight. But it will have to be gone by morning, m'kay?
Gudanov - Nov 05, 2005 12:39:31 pm PST #1485 of 10006
Coding and Sleeping
Heh. I'm not here, I really upstairs mopping the kitchen and keeping tabs on the kids while they play outside.
Lee - Nov 05, 2005 12:47:55 pm PST #1486 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You are very talented, Gud who is not here.
Cass, thanks, but I think it is settled in here for the night.