I mean, the doggy style rock fucking seems a little, um much for tv.
Maybe for American TV....
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?
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.
tommyrot - Jun 16, 2007 7:23:03 am PDT #3366 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Vortex - Jun 16, 2007 7:34:55 am PDT #3367 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
true.
Stephanie - Jun 16, 2007 7:50:59 am PDT #3368 of 10001
Trust my rage
the doggy style rock fucking
My complete inability to understand this sentence made me go back and click the link.
Vortex - Jun 16, 2007 7:57:22 am PDT #3369 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
My complete inability to understand this sentence made me go back and click the link.
my work here is done.
Emily - Jun 16, 2007 8:23:35 am PDT #3370 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Look! I'm up and showered! On a Saturday!!! Okay, it's mostly because I'm having things delivered and I'm not sure when they'll get here, but still! I actually read some of the thing I'm supposed to! At this rate, maybe I'll actually write the two emails I've been putting off and find myself a job. Or... maybe not.
I can't decide whether to ascribe this to taking my meds regularly again or just being out of school. Either way, it's kind of cool. Morning, everybody! Er, except the Central & Eastern people, for whom: good afternoon!
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:48:34 am PDT #3371 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm slacking more than Emily! GO ME.
DebetEsse - Jun 16, 2007 8:59:16 am PDT #3372 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
I have not showered. Or dressed. I did flip out like a mammal last night, as (wf for the easily creeped) I live in what is basically a basement, and I have moved nearly all my furniture. So, guess what I have? Bugs. And Spiders. And guess where I'm sleeping? On an air mattress on the floor. After the 3rd crawl-by, I slept with the light on. Today, I have put the tv in the car, and then I got distracted by dropping my violin case, so I had to make sure she was alright, and ended up playing for, like 45 minutes. And now I'm eating.
I, too, should be of the job-hunting. But, with 77 listings to reply to, well t points to tag
Emily - Jun 16, 2007 9:01:25 am PDT #3373 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Oh, ick. I'm so sorry. Okay, I've done my Pennsic planning for the day (what tiny bit I can do). Must do job-hunt activities for, let's say, 20 minutes, then read for 20. That sounds productive, right?
DebetEsse - Jun 16, 2007 9:05:57 am PDT #3374 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Yay, Pennsic!
That absolutely sounds productive, but I may not be the best qualified to judge.
Tom Scola - Jun 16, 2007 9:22:49 am PDT #3375 of 10001
Where do you come from? Where do you go? What is your scene, baby? We just gotta know.
Lee, go check out buffistarawk2.