I'll send you kisses, smonster. best I can do
Hey, evil dead, you're in my seat.
Xander ,'First Date'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
beth b - Jul 28, 2009 8:18:48 pm PDT #17883 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
WindSparrow - Jul 28, 2009 8:21:10 pm PDT #17884 of 30000
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.
Make it better?
Bring a package of Fudge Sundae Oreos to the dance seminar, and one for the instructor you are supposed to be writing the essay for - no one will notice any thing else after that. Eat a few now, and you will definitely feel much more optimistic about life.
Cass - Jul 28, 2009 8:26:55 pm PDT #17885 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
::snuggles smonster::
smonster - Jul 28, 2009 8:30:17 pm PDT #17886 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Sadly, I have no Oreos, fudge sundae or otherwise.
But kisses and snuggles are nice.
Anybody wanna write something up about the evolution of cabaret belly dance costumes for me? Basically it goes something like this:
Orientalism + prostitutes + Hollywood = skimpy/sheer/shiny!
See? Easy peasy.
Vortex - Jul 28, 2009 8:51:34 pm PDT #17887 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
For the ass women/men of the group:
Ricky Berens Splits Swimsuit, Bares Butt at World Championships
mmmmmmm.
-t - Jul 28, 2009 8:56:24 pm PDT #17888 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
From the link:
neither AP nor Getty took a photo of his face in Rome on Sunday
Heh.
I have forgotten how to edit. Must to sleep.
Cass - Jul 28, 2009 9:08:01 pm PDT #17889 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
That is a stellar ass, I have to say.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jul 28, 2009 10:46:15 pm PDT #17890 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Having a few of those days where I'm so exhausted that work (or anything else) is impossible. Lurking here, watching Battlestar in the corner of my computer (interspersed with episodes of Friends so I don't end up suicidal) and sleeping a lot. Hoping my body wakes up a bit soon, 'cause I have a university open day this afternoon, and I want to go.
I envy the people having hot weather (a little - I'd immediately start griping if I had to sit through those temperatures myself, of course). It's chilly and wet here, predictably. We don't have seasons, we have different types of rain...
Job~ma and essay~ma, smonster.
WindSparrow - Jul 29, 2009 1:34:18 am PDT #17891 of 30000
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.
Sadly, I have no Oreos
I hope by now you have your essay/choreography/Oreos problem under control. I'm sending you the purrs of Harvey, which are so powerful that you can probably hear them even at this distance, to give you good vibes for polishing off the last bits of what needs to be done.
Ginger - Jul 29, 2009 1:36:16 am PDT #17892 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
A swarm of tiny flying ants have declared my dining area overhead light to be their god. Please to make them all die.