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Note to self: In future, pants and long-sleeved shirt would be a better clothing choice than shorts and sleeveless shirt when shoving cat into cat carrier.
OK, I got the fifth at the Bater. My brain may explode.
I betcha the new UPN one is serving it's appointed purpose for *someone* out there in InternetLand. Probably just one teenybopper in East Kansas, but dammit!--they're having fun posting on it...
yes, of course :o) all bout you, and all bout me!
EverDawn : Oh, Joss didn't betray the gay community. He betrayed the military community. Yes, by leaving Graham in South America, he fell into the Hottie Commando ClichÈ where you bring in a hot guy as background scenery, put him in a few episodes to boost ratings and then abandon the character to some mysterious far-off military mission, never to be heard from again. It's really cheap writing and I won't stand for it dammit. We should all protest until we get say it with me people Graham, shirtless, in leather pants, a Speedo or a wrestling singlet.
Anya's still gone to lunch. She left at like, noon. Bitch is probably off gettin' a damn pedicure, & then she'll leave at four. You know, sometimes I wish I had an incompetent socialite lush for a boss too....
I ended up watching BB3. First off cuz I caught a glimpse of a rather hot lookin' young woman. So I stopped. Then I saw another. And another. So I sipped my beer and waited to see if anyone was going to take a bath or go swimming. Yes, my priorities are well in order.
Claris: I updated the quotes page the other day...didja see? *grin*
In the tradition of such thought provoking questions as ìif a tree falls in a forest alone, does it make a sound?î* comes the new, even more thought provoking question: If one must pay $900.00 and go to the Yucatan in August and the boyís mother will be there, is it really a vacation?
The road to hell is paved with internet usage. See you there!
And customers are dumb. I'm just statin' that.
I swear, when I'm the most mature person in the building, something's very, very wrong
Amish Boy, Xanderella -- I heard the Wankers of the World rejected his application. Even they have standards.
go me. One good thing happened today, at least.
Hey! Hey! No geek here. I'm a vixen. Dammit.
Ok, so I dropped my car off at the dealership (I am expecting a call saying, we'll take your first born son to fix your car.....")
Freakin' IRS. Can't trust those damn gov't employees....now if you'll excuse me, I have to go fix my resume so I can work for NASA.......
Do I sound like a bitch, here? (I mean more so than usual.)
Xanderella -- I am NOT mentally diverse. I just post that way.
they're letting kenickie back in here? There goes the neighborhood.
Okay. let's run this down...I could possibly be living with heg, working with both him & chiquens, then living next to you?
So, anyway, serious Yes fans. Who, unlike us, did not miss the line on the way in that said "stop here for acid first."
Whats the point of being poorly, and going home to mummy when she's banned coffee and is out of anything that involves chocolate.
it is a sad day when I am the one extolling patience in a conversation....indeed.
I'm trying to do just one thing at a time, rather than overwhelm myself. It is so irritating when you think you're accomplishing that one thing and then you find out you have to saw metal.
I am now the proud owner of many, many drugs. whee!
Xanderella Yeah, I have to admit that I'm partially to blame. I've been hiding kenix in a mansion where I'm bringing him food
After loudly declaring that dammit, any straight guy would've turned around and come back, we concentrated on the men dressed as kabuki nuns.
Adri: Put down the spotted dick and walk away slowly. and wash your hands thoroughly
And suddenly, I don't feel like thinking about supper . . .
Anya : aOkay, though no fault of your own... I'm bored, restless and in need of something (but I don't know what.)
Claris: *laughter* Now now, play nice...8grin*
Hello? I'm a Bronzer! Of course I went for the nekkidness.....
Oh hush. I'm enjoying my delusions of grandeur.
Claris: Where did the concept of me=wantong slut when drunk come from.... I'm just curious.
Anya: I just broke Excel. Again.
*smooch* that's me. I am all about making people think. And, um, do naughty things after thinking....
I might have thought the the virus in question came through me (not by me, I would never waste my evil powers on something so unlikely to bring me money as a virus)........
I like Pink. She's the anti-Britney. I used to think Christina Aguillar was the anti-Britney, but Christina is what would happen to Britney if Britney decided to swallow.
Sometimes I miss Wisconsin.
OK, I have this image of a wake for Allyson at the Bater. The eulogy will go for 45 minutes. The rebuttal will take 4 1/2 hours. I mean, S2k, FSR, and the Irate Kittens alone ...
Claris: Emerging from the pile of whup?
Gee thanks Eddie. Your blessing means so very much. Let me go shower in acid rain now.
An afternoon with Bronzers...
Mom says I can have all the sex I want, but no tattoos
You have to see my box!
And my legs don't spread!
So I asked her, and my mom told me, " Robyn, different hymens, different lengths....."
Now I just think of Kenix & boxes...
It's the devil, LiveJournal. The devil.