Book: I believe I just... I think I'm on the wrong ship. Inara: Maybe. Or maybe you're exactly where you ought to be.

'Serenity'


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.


Shir - Aug 12, 2009 9:18:51 am PDT #19500 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

So she's not really married? Cool!

Oh, I just thought it's a take on Schrödinger's cat. She is, and she's not.

< back studying. Fuck>


Polter-Cow - Aug 12, 2009 9:22:30 am PDT #19501 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

"You shall not murder" becomes "Must kill."

And "You shall not steal" becomes "Will steal." We are also told to "Live in the neighborhood of misrepresentation" and that "My wife is looking for a neighbor." WINK, WINK.

Those did turn out pretty good.


Steph L. - Aug 12, 2009 9:24:06 am PDT #19502 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

"Live in the neighborhood of misrepresentation"

I think I have a new tagline.


Liese S. - Aug 12, 2009 9:29:19 am PDT #19503 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Wait, how do you cold brew in a french press? Just leave it unpressed in the fridge?

Heh, that's funny, Steph. I'm the Boy in this scenario. I drink hot drinks all year round, and the SO never drinks anything hot unless he thinks he's just about to die from cold. But he doesn't drink iced coffee, either, mostly pop. Thus the preeminent position of the Penguin in our household.

(eta: Hee. I was just thinking that would make a good tagline.)


Jessica - Aug 12, 2009 9:31:26 am PDT #19504 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Just leave it unpressed in the fridge?

In the fridge or on the counter - it's not my preferred method because I have a Thing about grinds in my cup, but many people swear by it.


Steph L. - Aug 12, 2009 9:36:27 am PDT #19505 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

But he doesn't drink iced coffee, either, mostly pop. Thus the preeminent position of the Penguin in our household.

I bolt down ~2 mugs' worth of (cold) coffee before I leave for work, and then for the rest of the day I drink fizzy water. Hence the revered status of my fizzy water maker. (The Penguin is totally cute, but I drink so much fizzy water that the size of the bottles would drive me nuts.)


omnis_audis - Aug 12, 2009 9:39:44 am PDT #19506 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Omnis, why do you just try walking on the treadmill today (if it doesn't hurt).
No can do treadmills. They don't fit the crutches all that well, and the hand rails are too high. I'm going Su, Tu, Th, so maybe by tomorrow, this minor pull will feel better. If not, I'll skip the ab machine, and stick with just the bike.

Well, just the Ten Commandments:
Huh. Maybe this is why they went to war with us in the 40's.


sj - Aug 12, 2009 9:42:47 am PDT #19507 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

What do I have to make the obnoxious person next to me stop trying to talk to me?


WindSparrow - Aug 12, 2009 9:45:48 am PDT #19508 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.

What do I have to make the obnoxious person next to me stop trying to talk to me.

"I"m sorry, I need to concentrate on _____, and I need quiet to do that, please."


Calli - Aug 12, 2009 9:45:52 am PDT #19509 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

What do I have to make the obnoxious person next to me stop trying to talk to me.

Tell him his incessant blather is drowning out the voices in your head, and you really need to listen so you'll know when you're supposed to go on your next bloody rampage.