Jen, the problem is, I think I have his old one, not his new one.
Angel: He is dead. Technically, he's undead. It's a zombie. Connor: What's a zombie? Angel: It's an undead thing. Connor: Like you? Angel: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh. Connor: Like you. Angel: No! It's different. Trust me.
'Destiny'
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
deborah grabien - Jan 07, 2005 11:31:28 am PST #1897 of 10002
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Cashmere - Jan 07, 2005 11:33:44 am PST #1898 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
Aimee, Emma is so. Freakin. Gorgeous! I mean, her skin, her wee features--she's a regal little thing We need to get to work on her betrothal to O.
Susan W. - Jan 07, 2005 11:34:58 am PST #1899 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
If I'm stuck at the house all weekend due to the threatened snow, I may make some mix cds for people.
Cool!
Though I'll be surprised if the snow delivers. Normally the louder and longer the weather people trumpet the threat, the less likely it is to happen.
Beverly - Jan 07, 2005 11:35:51 am PST #1900 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Oh, pretty Emma. Yes, her hands are incredibly elegant, and her eyes look so wise, and a little frustrated that she can't communicate her wisdom yet.
Happy Birthday, MM!
Atropa - Jan 07, 2005 11:36:07 am PST #1901 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Though I'll be surprised if the snow delivers. Normally the louder and longer the weather people trumpet the threat, the less likely it is to happen.
I hope that's the case, because there is a bunch of stuff I'd like to do this weekend, and all of it involves leaving the house.
Aims - Jan 07, 2005 11:38:13 am PST #1902 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
We need to get to work on her betrothal to O.
We'll come to Ohio for some sort of ceremony.
beth b - Jan 07, 2005 11:44:52 am PST #1903 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I really have to go play with the washer. don't wannna. please let it not leak...
Astarte - Jan 07, 2005 11:46:22 am PST #1904 of 10002
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Buffista babies are so freakin' cute. Gah. Broken now.
I'm of the firm opinion that sliding on ice should be reserved for ice skaters and hockey pucks. Passenger vehicles, nsm.
I had something else, but I forgotted it.
Aims - Jan 07, 2005 11:49:42 am PST #1905 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I showered earlier. Groceries are delivered and put away. Fridge is even cleaned out. Water boiling for lunch.
I rock.
Beverly - Jan 07, 2005 11:51:03 am PST #1906 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Poor MM. For his birthday lunch, he gets--
--boiled water. Yum.