Claire

I've got Sin City if you want to borrow it. I think you'll like it especially the art. Checked out Comics Compulsion the other day and they only had The Big Fat Kill and Hell And Back.

I nearly got The Big Fat Kill but I'm pretty broke. Car rego and Kung Fu fees due in same week, alas.

Sounds like a mission. Meaner can wear his trench coat.

Claire and I could always go on a midnight mission to take down the poster and burn it/send it in pieces to our resident Keanuphiles. Top dollar would go for the crotch and face areas ;) Or maybe as a present to you john, some wall/toilet paper perhaps :D?

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Got any more toxic KFC stashed away? And how high do you think you can hiff it?

Well I'm a C-cup so for me bras are a necessity. But 98% of bras (Christian that's just an estimate, slightly exaggerated for humourous effect) and so badly designed they offer next to no support, look either like something a stripper would wear or like something your nana would wear, and have all these superfluous seams, bows and bits of lace that show through as annoying bumps on your clothes. Lately I've started wearing sports bras every day of the week because I can't find any good regular bras.

As for G-strings, I used to have one to go under fine dresses and skirts, but now that they make smooth fitting boy leg knickers I go for them instead. I don't know a single girl who's ever worn a G-string because she likes them.

Because not everyone is happy to be gay.

Back in the day WHO forcibly vaccinated the followers of at Indian guru against smallpox. They had refused to take part in the initiative to wipe out smallpox because their guru claimed it was a divine scorgue against sinful humanity so it was wicked to try and eradicate it.

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Every time something notably tragic happens. Every. Fucking. Time. Are we that desparate for someone to blame? Is it some gap in our collective psyche?

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The short answer? Yes. The human mind does not want to accept that terrible things can happen at random to to people who don't deserve them. It's only been it the last few centuries, in certain parts of the world, that 'the will of the gods' or 'the gods need to punish transgressors' hasn't been the default reason given for every bad thing.

I'm getting all nostalgic for my pot smoking days.

I never over indulged in weed, mainly because it makes me hallucinate. From talking to others it seems that for me smoking pot is like being on acid for other people. Which is why I'm never taking acid cause that fucks me up too much.

But anyway, one of favourite stoned experiances was when I was 16, at a party, smoked some very fine pot, started getting visual hallucinations. At first it was pretty standard trippy stuff- all the shadows in room joining together and looking like a lace veil in front of my face, patterns on the sofa and carpet moving etc.

Then suddenly I could see out of my mouth.

Every time I opened my mouth it was like I had a second set of eyes in the back of my throat. I spent the whole evening eating mints just so I could watch my hand putting them into my mouth, and then my teeth grinding them up.

Now that would have been pretty good all by itself but this was also the night I had my first real kiss.

My adorable friend Emma (who is a good foot shorter than me) jumped me, wrestled me to the floor and began enthusiastically pashing me. I quite happy to go along with this, firstly because I was getting kissed by a gorgeous girl, secondly because I engrossed in watching the whole thing from inside my mouth as our tongues twined together, quite hypnotised by watching the barbell in her tounge piercing moving around.

So it was a rather memorable first kiss, made more so when she ended up putting out my jaw with the force of her tongue.

Exactly.

So why buy garish, novelty print, artificial fibre, faux satin boxers? Why not cotton boxers in plain colours or a restrained manly plaid?

I swear if it didn't voilate my first rule of relatioships* I'd start buying my boy's underwear for him.

* You're not his mother, so never ever act like you are.

Going to pick up gardening and painting jobs for the next month or so, then it's back to university. I got a student loan this year (good-bye debt free Claire) so hopefully I won't have to work once school's back.

Not quite, I meant where the syllables are broken.

Should probably have written it con-tro-ver-sy or con-trov-er-sy?

No, no, no! My point is that they're horrible!

Yesterday was my last ever day of Pizza Hutt servitude.

I'm sure the fellows here have better taste than to be guilty of such a sartorial crime, but what is it with men and novelty satin boxer shorts?

Happy birthday InDenial! Make the most of being 17, you can look like a grown-up and still get away with acting like a kid.

What inca says is true. The Wesley there is another character from the show "Angel". But thank you re: the writing, it's mine. :D

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So where can I find some more? I have an insatiable desire for good Angel/Wesley stories.

And to keep on topic- conTROversy or conTROVersy?

what;'s the deal with going to the toilet in pubs/bars/coffeeshops toghether, in grous of 2-5...?

 

so you can yak about the boys unhindered, exchange opinions? Why the toilet?

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Well if you're in a noisy pub/club the loo is the only place to talk about anything and be heard.

I actually don't know the answer to this one. Whenever I've done the group bathroom thing it's been because the queue for the ladies is so long I could loose my friends if we didn't all go at once, or because me or my friends are sloshed and need someone to make sure they don't

a) tuck their skirt into their knickers

b) smear lipstick all over their face

c) drop their purse or cellphone down the toilet

d) all of the above.

But whether Jews should be considered a race or a religion is unimportant to this dicussion. All that's important is that Hitler/nazis viewed them as a race.

Read From Hell A.S.A.P.

Alot of female friendships and interactions in general are based on intense awareness of each others feelings . That's why I often converse more with boys, cause sometimes I can't fucking stand having to care so much about someone else's feelings.

Anyway if you're a girl you're probably used to interacting with someone who is constantly aware of how you are feeling and the effects of everything they say to you.

Now some girls forget that guys are a little more clueless* in this department and get stuck in a terrible downward spiral of somethings wrong, he should notice somethings wrong, bastard can't even tell I'm upset, now I'm real pissed off, surely he should be able to tell now, if he loved me he'd know somethings wrong, dumb fuckwit, bursts into tears of frustration.

And this usually arises in the first place because girls get a very strong message from a early age not to show anger or complain about things, so instead of letting anger out straight away women often let it fester for ages until there rage is uncontrollable and the initial problem is blown completely out of proportion.

* not necessarily inherently so, mainly just not used to the whole second guessing other's emotions the whole time thing.

So do you reckon they'll go for a 5th of November release date?

to be honest I didnt use the bus, I rode, I didnt buy a hellblazer single, I bought the losers and ojo, and I didnt buy a hellblazer trade :shy: I bought a fables one. I was just using the ole mastercard ad slogan for "humorous"   effect. Ironically, I didnt use a mastercard either...I paid in cash....

 

Sorry :D

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Aw shit man, you got me all excited.

Anyways can I borrow Ojo #2 and Losers #8 to whatever-it's-up-to-now? I'll lend all of Mike Carey's Hellblazer (#175- #201) in exchange.

I do love that nephew, it is BETTER that he has out grown me, i am prouder of him . Whats more, he tied me up and DIDN'T torture me, like we used to do to him when he was little.    he is a good kid.

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This is reminding ome f hide and seek as played by me and my big sister. See instead of the seeker counting, the hider would blindfold the seeker and tie them to clothes line. So the better you tied them up the more time you had to go hide in. My day of triumph came when I tied big sis up so good that I had time to go down the dairy for a 50 cent mixture, come back home, and hide in roof of our house, before she got free.

16 pairs of shoes and 6 pairs of boots.

Selkie pretty much covered the 'bad boy' thing, but I think another reason is that some women enjoy being victims. Not just for the sympathy but as a way to avoid responsibility for their lives. After all if you only date bastards no one can blame you for the relationship failing 'cause it was all his fault, right? Also there can be a matyrdom thing going on i.e. I'll stick by this guy and try to help make him a better person, and that means I must be a good person.