The weather could be nice or it could be awful it could...

The weather could be nice, or it could be awful; it could be a gorgeous, golden day, or a gray and dreary thing. It doesn't matter. Bahir would have no idea. Buried in the basement of a building, locked in a windowless room, he is at work. There is a number outside the door, but no name. It is the directory, one floor and a lot more sushine up that identifies it as his: ALRAZI, B. It is a nice building, despite his dreary office. The outside is brick and the campus is picturesque. The interior... read more

Taken from a New Orleans Times-Picayune forum: During a revival in Cheneyville, a little town between Bunkie and Alexandria, an evangelist was bringing the service to an end. As people were standing in line waiting to tell him their personal problems, he asked each individual what they really needed. When Boudreaux was asked, he replied, "Rev, Ah want you to pray dat my hearing gonna be real good. Dat's all Ah axe - dat my hearing gone turn out all right." The evangelist took his finger, put...

To all my friends in Michigan and other cold parts of the world --- A couple of days ago there was a picture on CNN of a guy in Ann Arbor who had been riding his bicycle [IIRC] and had a lovely mustache that was all covered with icicles. In my convoluted mind, I thought to myself, well, clearly he isn't an athlete for the UofM. [Huh? you say, not being used to the way I think. Well, if he were an athlete for the UofM, he'd be a Wolverine, right? And what should everybody know about wolverine fur...

Went to the house in Vic today, required military planning due to the clock change. The drive out was hellish and evil, the weather awful and the stress level at orbital levels. It stopped raining just as we fed the seals at Oak Bay, Rs favourite thing. Then it started again as we went to the new house. The roads around it are pretty large and the area is not great, no coffee shops near enough to walk to. 3 mins drive from a mall by car, within walking distance of a park, almost directly opposite...

weather was awful... Хотя, "у природы нет плохой погоды...." далее по тексту. В такую погоду определенно хочется оказаться дома, не в одиночестве, под теплым пледом и с теплым чаем с медом в руках. Еще, почему-то, страстно захотелось картошки жаренной на сале))) и с грибочками. Обычно мне такого очень редко хочется... Всю основную работу я переработала. Рассматриваю теплые картинки курортов, выбираю отпуск. Кто-нибудь был на Мальте???

Title: Foul-Weather Friend Author: waking_epiphany (Jamie) Rating: R, currently, for language and sexy situations Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me; they belong to J.J. Abrams and Bad Robot. Pairings: Sark/Sydney, implied past Sydney/Vaughn, implied past Sark/Lauren, implied past Sark/Alison. Timeline: Estimating that the end of season 4 ended in the month of May, consider this to start in July of that same summer. Summary: After suffering series of debilitating headaches...