I mean, at least it was unsweetened chocolate, but still. WTF?Ya! WTF! You didn't even offer to share! Pffft! And I thought we were friends. WHATEVER!
Mal: How come you didn't turn on me, Jayne? Jayne: Money wasn't good enough. Mal: What happens when it is? Jayne: Well... that'll be an interesting day.
'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
omnis_audis - Apr 14, 2008 9:54:08 pm PDT #4685 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Fay - Apr 14, 2008 10:03:08 pm PDT #4686 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Look, Omnis, dude, I tried shoving a piece into the MacBook, but I couldn't find the right slot. Ahem.
...man, I need to stop obsessing about Matt/Mohinder and get out of the house. (But...so much pretty!)
omnis_audis - Apr 15, 2008 12:03:20 am PDT #4687 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
but I couldn't find the right slot. Ahem.Like I've never heard that before.
Jars - Apr 15, 2008 12:29:13 am PDT #4688 of 10001
I'm leaning toward getting a cast vertebra, because I can't stop thinking about, with a real human vertebra, I'd always wonder about the person it came from. And not the whimsied kind of wondering, or even plain old bemused wondering -- I mean more like will-I-be-haunted-by-the-person-this-BONE-came-from kind of wondering.
I'm finding this conversation kind of amusing because there's a table behind my desk with plastic bags full of baby skeletons, and earlier I ended up sneezing dead person dust for ten minutes because someone's pelvis decided to disintegrate.
Sitting in a corner with osteologists is fun.
ETA less crappy spelling.
vw bug - Apr 15, 2008 1:22:35 am PDT #4689 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Oh, Aims, so much love and many prayers to you and your sister.
I got a very sweet e-mail from my grandma overnight. In part of it she said, "I am about as excited as you are." It's so fun! Now I want to see the comments!
Yes, it's always something with me :).
Sparky1 - Apr 15, 2008 3:01:40 am PDT #4690 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
Congratulations, vw!
w/r/t organ/body donations, I'll take a moment to pimp a favorite article ("Stripped for Parts") by my friend Jennifer who writes for Wired and other magazines. It is not a scream against organ donation, despite the negative sounding title (which she did not choose).
The television in the dead man's room stays on all night. Right now the program is Shipmates, a reality-dating drama that's barely audible over the hiss of the ventilator. It's 4 am, and I've been here for six hours, sitting in the corner while three nurses fuss intermittently over a set of intravenous drips. They're worried about the dead man's health. >[link]
Laura - Apr 15, 2008 3:27:50 am PDT #4691 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Yay vw! What great news to read this morning! Not surprised, but crazy happy for you.
{{Aims & family}} Quick recovery ~ma for your sister.
I got stopped for speeding yesterday taking my kid to school. But the most annoying thing was that the plate on my car was expired. Not the registration, apparently I got a new plate last time and it didn't end up on the car. Last June. I don't know if it arrived in hte mail and is in a stack of paper somewhere, or if it got stolen. Stupid copper handed me a screwdriver and made me take the plate off the car and give it to him. Told me he was doing me a favor by not towing me. Never bothered to tell me that the registration was current although I noticed he wrote the real plate number on the ticket. Very annoyed because now I am driving the gas consuming van instead of the thrifty vw. Grrrr. Now I need to search the house for the plate, or go buy a new one. Bother.
Jessica - Apr 15, 2008 3:37:09 am PDT #4692 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY VW!!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CANCER!!!!
My Dearest Darling Baby Boy Who I Love Very Much was up at 3:30 again this morning. When I left at 7 he was muy muy cranky. Well no shit, sweetie - that's what happens when you wake up FOUR HOURS EARLY! Argh. Stoopid sleep regressions. We hatesss them, precious.
t gropes coffee
t burns hand
t ow
hippocampus - Apr 15, 2008 3:46:48 am PDT #4693 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
((Aims & family))
YAY VW!! CONGRATS!
::passes Jolt® cola to Jossica::
WindSparrow - Apr 15, 2008 3:55:34 am PDT #4694 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
gronklies.