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.
Wesley: Perhaps the whole point of this experiment is hair. Gunn: I vote he's not in charge.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
-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
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.
Calli - Jul 29, 2009 1:59:18 am PDT #17893 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
It's gotten up to the 90s here for the past several days. But it's NC in July, and I knew what summers were like when I didn't move back north. So.
Still, MI sure felt like home when I was up visiting my sister earlier this month. I wish there were more—or any—jobs in my field there. I'd seriously consider moving back.
Steph L. - Jul 29, 2009 2:38:14 am PDT #17894 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Hil R. - Jul 29, 2009 4:01:32 am PDT #17895 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
OK, so I'm on vacation with my family. There was a restaurant that my mom wanted to go to. She called a few weeks ago to find out if they had anything vegan, and was told to email. So I sent an email asking, and got no response. She called again yesterday, planning to make a reservation for tonight or tomorrow night. She got the owner on the phone and asked about vegan dishes. The owner pretty much said that the chef might be able to make me some vegetables. The owner then asked, "How does she manage, eating only that?" My mom, somewhat insulted, responded, "Well, she manages pretty well." The owner then replied, "I bet she smokes cigarettes and pot and has a sweet tooth." My mom, rather insulted at this point, said, "No, that's not the case here." The owner replied, "Well, I'm sorry, but I've been in this business for 37 years, and that's always been my experience with vay-guns."
(I thought this was hysterical, but my mother and sister were both rather offended on my behalf and said that they weren't going to that restaurant.)
sj - Jul 29, 2009 4:22:34 am PDT #17896 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
The weather here keeps bouncing between chilly and rain and way too hot. My body is freaking out with the inconsistency of it.
Hil, that's awful. I'm glad your family decided not to go there.
StuntHusband - Jul 29, 2009 4:23:08 am PDT #17897 of 30000
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark
vay-guns
Vegans? You're the alien from "Contact"?
ION: the low was 72 last night.
Normally, that's the *high*.