I love you guys.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Betsy HP - Dec 31, 2004 8:33:12 pm PST #498 of 10002
If I only had a brain...
Lee - Dec 31, 2004 8:34:51 pm PST #499 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
number slut!
Sean K - Dec 31, 2004 8:52:34 pm PST #500 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Nice toast, Cassiepants. I liked it.
And, like Betsy, I love you all as well.
erikaj - Dec 31, 2004 8:54:47 pm PST #501 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
Love you, too, Sean. BTDT on hard financial times and third Buffistaversaries and the hope of doing stuff you care about.
Hil R. - Dec 31, 2004 8:57:01 pm PST #502 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I love all of you, too.
erikaj - Dec 31, 2004 8:59:24 pm PST #503 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
Happy New Year, MST!
SailAweigh - Dec 31, 2004 9:10:21 pm PST #504 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Okay, three time zones down, one left to go.
Susan W. - Dec 31, 2004 9:13:56 pm PST #505 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
DH just poured me a glass of port. Mmm.
Susan W. - Dec 31, 2004 9:17:48 pm PST #506 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
And he's just told me his birthday gift for me, in addition to the books I already knew about, was that he's taking Annabel tomorrow afternoon so I can have an entirely baby-free afternoon just to myself. I get quite a bit of baby-free time, but it's usually so I can go to choir practice or an RWA meeting or something. Tomorrow I get to just shop or write or curl up with a book with no responsibilities.
I've got a great husband, don't I?
Ginger - Dec 31, 2004 9:18:02 pm PST #507 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Happy New Year, Bitches! I am back from a lovely Italian meal and assorted foolishness with silly hats and champagne. May 2005 be a better year for all the Buffistas, full of unexpected joys and and richer in both money and friends.