December 13th, 2005
|02:02 pm - Fighting the good fight, you know. . .|
"I can't believe she picked it up,
She didn't know the rules somehow.
Then I hear her say, "Hello". . .
Panic in the gray room now!"
I'm laughing at the rules today.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "The Good Fight", -JB
Hahaha, this comment is brilliant. I was just thinking about how I know practically NOTHIN' about Vedism, and then I read this and thought, excellent.
I'm happy to hear my suspicions about Kali-Ma were right all along, although I am a bit dissappointed you didn't share your relations with Shiva. After all, I lived with HER in an apartment all summer, and it would have been very interesting to discover that you and she were familiar with each other. I know she can't be your mother since Kali already is, but maybe she is your impossibly short adopted sister?
Lover, baby. Lingam and Yoni, or some crazy made-up shit like that.
Is that small font supposed to be a whisper? I should hope not, because everybody out to know that YOU AND SHIVA ARE LOVERS!!
:) And here they thought KEVIN was always the one leaving the door unlocked...
Crap. You know, and Shiva was doing so well at hiding the letters I'd left about owing her dinner, too?
Hehe, size 8 is a lot bigger than I expected. Rock.
*puffs up chest and glares at anybody who dares to tell her to use her library voice*
As for those notes, I might have known it... Shiva *always* had her bedroom door closed when Mr.-I-Worship-Shiva-But-Not-That-Shiva showed up to do questionable things. If I had but read the letters he surely left her I would have known the truth behind those visits, and maybe I would not have treated the sight of him cooking her nachos in the kitchen one evening so mundanely.
Oh, that heartbreakin' Shiva!
One never really knows how big a size "8" is until they see it, you know.
You don't know the half of the heartbreak Shiva can cause.
Most people don't know about Vedism. Comes with the whole not researching it or listening to people who have (and foam at the mouth). :)
Kali-ma is imaginary and lives in my basement.
So Shiva lives in my summer apartment and Kali lives in your basement. I like this pantheon: it's very geographically no-nonsense. None of this "omnipotence" or "omnipresence" garbage... nope, you gotta get yer gods while they're hot WHERE they're hot or you're just shit out of luck. Of course, Agni is in theory always hot... where do you think he is? ;D
I saw him just the other week, in Austria. Quite hot, I must say (as do several other women in ADF!)
He is damn hot. Sexy too. The best part is, he's mine. All mine. And I am a greedy be-atch.
Right now? Agni is in my bed, where he belongs.
Is there room for me? I could be really unobrusive, you'd never know the difference...
Nope, sorry. I only dig creepy old people.
Oh, but where will you EVER find one of THOSE? ;D
I married two of them apparently, one in India and one in Newport, RI and again in Las Vegas and again in Kyoto. Damn, I get around.