Yay, breastesses of Reason!
Heh. I second that....
Xander ,'Empty Places'
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Yay, breastesses of Reason!
Heh. I second that....
More no cancer, whoot!
or, as was once said, woohooters!
You know, I realize it's hard when you only have one word to indicate that you want something, but it's equally hard to figure out the wanted item when there is only the one word followed by lots of shrieking.
(For the record, Frisco wanted Ellie's light saber - a much prized toy that he rarely has the seniority to play with.)
Hooray, Jilli! So happy for you!
I've been having a bad time of it - the job's not going well, age is starting to really hit my body, and my mother couldn't even be bothered to pick up the phone and call to wish me happy birthday. sigh.
But today, in e-mailing to a member, when it turned out that my boss had left, she said - completely unsolicited - that she hoped I moved up into his job. After debating with myself for a few hours, I forwarded the e-mail to our COO, who's going to decide who gets the job. Can't hurt (much), can it?
Damn right it can't. You're due for some good stuff.
(For the record, Frisco wanted Ellie's light saber - a much prized toy that he rarely has the seniority to play with.)
My iPhone has the Lightsaber app and I don't let Lewis play with it either. Thankfully, no shrieking has happened.
My iPhone has the Lightsaber app and I don't let Lewis play with it either. Thankfully, no shrieking has happened.
Yet.
Cereal:
If this weather keeps up, the likelihood I'll be able to see Mentalist, Dancing with the Stars, and Glee will be lessened considerably.
Which will make me most unhappy.