I told you - nothing says romance like a zombie.
Spike: Heard what happened up top, offing your dad and all. Don't know if you know this, but, uh…I killed my mum. Actually, I'd already killed her, and then she tried to shag me, so I had to-- Wesley: Thank you. I'm…very comforted.
'Lineage'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
Toddson - Feb 13, 2012 12:41:36 pm PST #21779 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
askye - Feb 13, 2012 12:47:16 pm PST #21780 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
So this is my first Valentine's Day in Vermont.
But it won't be my first Valentine's Day spent with Will. He's out of town doing some training/classes stuff and won't be back until Friday night. So hopefully next year we'll be together on the actual day. He is coming up Friday night after he gets in and spending the night and Saturday.
§ ita § - Feb 13, 2012 12:55:49 pm PST #21781 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I don't know who Sasha is, and I don't care, but I'd wear this sleeve to the mall any day. Coolth.
Sheryl - Feb 13, 2012 12:57:40 pm PST #21782 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Yay ita !
Strix - Feb 13, 2012 1:02:32 pm PST #21783 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
INORITE, Toddson!
Toddson - Feb 13, 2012 1:20:30 pm PST #21784 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Brains ... extra spicy!
Sophia Brooks - Feb 13, 2012 1:48:16 pm PST #21785 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
What a weird day--
I woke up at 4 am with stomach troubles. I called in to work and said I would go in around 10. Then, on the bus, I started sneezing and sneezing, and now I appear t have a cold, as my throat is sore, I am still sneezing, I am all stuffy, and my ears are unbearably itchy. Then, when I got home, my cat looked at me, and peed (standing up and she is a girl) on my bathroom sink vanity thing.
§ ita § - Feb 13, 2012 1:58:14 pm PST #21786 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm sorry Sophia, but your cat made me laugh. Your days sucks. It's not funny. The cat thing, though, kinda.
Hey, you people without contact information in your work email signature, you better have a good reason for hiding. It's driving me ballistic trying to collate contact info, and if you're a PM or in sales or customer relations, why are you tormenting me? Not even a corporate phone number?
Scrappy - Feb 13, 2012 2:08:07 pm PST #21787 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
If you want to: a. See our new doggie and/or b. Friend me on the Book of Face, here is the link which will allow you to do so: [link]
Liese S. - Feb 13, 2012 2:22:13 pm PST #21788 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Liese. Fix your make-up and go into town and have a lovely dinner.
OKAY!