Wild monkey love or tender Sarah McLachlan love?

Xander ,'Him'


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.


Steph L. - Jan 23, 2005 5:57:43 pm PST #6873 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Does anyone have any great ideas for low-carb food to bring onto a plane?

Low-carb Pria bars/Powerbars/similar.


WindSparrow - Jan 23, 2005 6:37:10 pm PST #6874 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Skipping 400ish posts to say: Thanks for all the birthday wishes!

Yes. We've just finished cleaning up the blood.
Didn't have to go to that much trouble for little old me. When y'all throw a party, y'all throw a party.

Dunno who's asking about low-carb snacks, but if you haven't tried the truly low-carb energy bars - unless you have a serious hankering for chocolate flavored sawdust with a little wax thrown in for texture, you might consider walnuts or almonds a better choice. The individual-serving String Cheese is another option. Some of the sugar-free chocolate candies might make a reasonable choice depending on just how low carb you are going. Maybe some jerky?


beth b - Jan 23, 2005 8:20:11 pm PST #6875 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

still think eliza looks good. thats all....

nope , one more thing- accidently ate dinner at Deb's house today. lamb, salmon....mmm.....


NoiseDesign - Jan 23, 2005 9:16:43 pm PST #6876 of 10002
Our wings are not tired

I have a shiny new rice cooker. I'd forgotten how much I missed having a rice cooker.


Beverly - Jan 23, 2005 10:11:44 pm PST #6877 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Eliza looks like Madeline Stowe. And why am I giggling at the thought she's wearing a cross?


billytea - Jan 23, 2005 11:14:12 pm PST #6878 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Hola! (It means, Hola!)


Lee - Jan 23, 2005 11:15:31 pm PST #6879 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Hi.

it means Good night!


billytea - Jan 23, 2005 11:23:32 pm PST #6880 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Hi Lee. How's the LA life?


Lee - Jan 23, 2005 11:31:11 pm PST #6881 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Good, but sleepy, and I really should get to bed. How are things with you?

eta: in fact, I am going to, but I hope things are good with you.


billytea - Jan 24, 2005 12:37:19 am PST #6882 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

How are things with you?

Getting by. I have a place now, signed the lease on Saturday. I'll move in next weekend. It's not my first choice, but it's good enough.

I don't think I'll be at work tomorrow. I need to get my feet seen to, I can barely walk when I get out of bed, and I'm hobbling around the office. I can't see a specialist until March, which sucks mightily, so I need to try the hospital.