gaaaah! gaaaaah! No fair!
Now, I can hold a note for a long time...actually I can hold a note forever. But eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.
Host ,'Why We Fight'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Atropa - May 11, 2006 8:52:54 pm PDT #4202 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
beth b - May 11, 2006 8:53:04 pm PDT #4203 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
perfect, perfect... just keep the action flowing ...
Pete, Husband of Jilli - May 11, 2006 8:53:16 pm PDT #4204 of 10002
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
BEEP.
NoiseDesign - May 11, 2006 8:54:23 pm PDT #4205 of 10002
Our wings are not tired
I think Pete is the only one in here with anything on. He must feel awfully out of place.
juliana - May 11, 2006 8:54:50 pm PDT #4206 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
(Silly note: Pink's "Stupid Girls" just came on. Not that I think any of us are stupid, but I know it is Loved in this thread.)
Atropa - May 11, 2006 8:55:31 pm PDT #4207 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Hey! stopitstopitstopit
P.M. Marc - May 11, 2006 8:55:59 pm PDT #4208 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I've got sheets. Does that count as being dressed?
Aims - May 11, 2006 8:56:49 pm PDT #4209 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
EVERYONE STOP AND DANCE
boogies down
Pete, Husband of Jilli - May 11, 2006 8:57:31 pm PDT #4210 of 10002
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
I'm British; even naked, I am dressed. With aplomb.
Pix - May 11, 2006 8:57:36 pm PDT #4211 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
Okay, I have to interrupt this jello match for just a second to tell you all what just happened.
I heard Byron making that yowl that means he's very unhappy and/or has seen another cat. Weird, I though, since he was yowling from the bedroom, where the only other cat is Mia. He hasn't yowled at her in years.
So I walked into the bedroom and saw both of the cats staring up. There, curled between the opened skylight and the skylight screen, was a strange white and orange cat. She'd curled up and was looking very smug about the fact that she was on the roof looking at two cats stuck inside. Yes, I took pictures.