"Quote Your Own Fic Day". I hate you all. Just because you can write and I am a dessicated bitter crone livin' in a fic-free zone doesn't mean I don't have feelings. Feelings that I feel, bitterly. That sting, like when you exfoliate with expensive salt scrub, having forgotten about all the itty bitty scrapes and chapped parts of your crinkly
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But this is the best thing I've read all day! A way with words, you surely have!
(Sometimes, I forget, and use salt scrub after shaving.)
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Hey, remember when I messed with a photo of you, a long time ago? I always liked that photo.
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Awesome icon, btw.
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Mona, darling: have you provided a detailed word-picture of your spectacular bicycle catastrophe yet? I have followed the aftermath with great concern (oh my poor Monaberry!), but I think I have missed the dramatic re-creation of the event itself.
Does wanting to know the exciting details make me psychotic?
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Now, to further confirm my weirdness: your comment reminded me of a true thing, a slogan for a butcher's shop in Michigan (I saw it eons ago): "Nobody beats our meat!"
(Yup, the same genre as "Buy from Zeke, a farmer out standing in his field!"
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I am determined to rendezvous mit you. Damn. Do I have your telephone number? Could ya have pity on me and e-mail it to me again?
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I'm in school on Tuesday and Thursdays but am available at the rest of the week. I'm also willing to take the ferry to Sausalito or Tiburon if that suits you better.
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*bats lashes*
*lashes bats*
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Betas slash?
Or, more likely, beats slash to within an inch of its life.
Then the kittens are deployed....
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