I failed to consider that baking my apple pie the afternoon before Thanksgiving means that I will have an apartment that smells like nummy apple pie all afternoon and night and not be able to eat any until tomorrow.
Very convincing. Makes me completely want to put myself under government control. Please take me to where you can make me unconscious and naked.
Riley ,'Help'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Matt the Bruins fan - Nov 25, 2009 9:57:40 am PST #21372 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
amych - Nov 25, 2009 10:20:06 am PST #21373 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
I have that problem every holiday. There's all kinds of stuff that I *could* be prepping in advance, but once made, it wants to be eaten!
Jesse - Nov 25, 2009 10:40:31 am PST #21374 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
OMG, remind me not to eat dinner tonight. I had a burger, fries, and a frappe for lunch. It was gooooood. At least I walked the mile there and back.
Then I remembered to look at the websites for the two little hotels right by me (as opposed to the many many large hotels), and was thinking, "I should tell my parents about these places..." Yeah, NSM. They can stay at their own house.
Lee - Nov 25, 2009 10:55:02 am PST #21375 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I got to the end of the internets, and I still have to be here for another 2 hours.
Dana - Nov 25, 2009 10:56:07 am PST #21376 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Yes, the posting frequency has slowed. Bad! Bad!
Lee - Nov 25, 2009 10:56:53 am PST #21377 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Bad! Bad!
VERY BAD
msbelle - Nov 25, 2009 10:58:26 am PST #21378 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I know. I was trying to figure out when I could leave, but it really looks like I need to stay until 5. BAH!
ok, Imma go look at houses.
Lee - Nov 25, 2009 11:00:25 am PST #21379 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Gudanov - Nov 25, 2009 11:00:42 am PST #21380 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping
Fortunately, my dish really needs to be prepared directly before Thanksgiving dinner which will be at 2:30pm. That's right, 2:30 in the afternoon, actually more likely 3:00pm.
Scrappy - Nov 25, 2009 11:01:28 am PST #21381 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Totally do Hitchcock, so I can use him to meet Cary Grant.