Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.

Lorne ,'Time Bomb'


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.


Maria - Jan 26, 2005 9:00:33 am PST #7429 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

::thwump::

Raquel, shame on them. Stick with us, and we'll show you the love.

BT! It's good to see you around. May the foot treatment work and the bad dreams leave you alone.

Jilli, I'm so glad to hear your friend is doing better. Now, you should feel better. Because I said so.

lexine, squee! K-bug is going to the prom!


Atropa - Jan 26, 2005 9:01:05 am PST #7430 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

The headache, probably.

That's what I'm suspecting. Pete has gone to the store to purchase digestive biscuts; I'll have some of those with the coffee.

(Biscuts. Why does that look wrong? Where oh where did my brain go?)


Connie Neil - Jan 26, 2005 9:03:16 am PST #7431 of 10002
brillig

That there are tribes of potato herders fighting off wily potato rustlers in Idaho?

I love this. There should be epic sagas of their struggles.

When I was in college, some friends and I went into a fast food restaurant and castigated them for perpetuating the oppression of the poor, endangered poato. Yes, the typo is deliberate. Their sign out front was mis-spelled, and we were inspired to tell the tale of the innocent, peaceful poato-people who nonetheless lived in fear of being torn from their homeland to suffer a dreadful fate in the deep-friers of America.

The next day the sign advertised only fries.


Connie Neil - Jan 26, 2005 9:03:40 am PST #7432 of 10002
brillig

biscuits


Steph L. - Jan 26, 2005 9:05:07 am PST #7433 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Okay, Connie, I've perused our database, and the best I can say with warfarin is: (1) it really IS the best drug to prevent clotting in a patient with a-fib; (2) I'm sure the doctor is already going to do this, but DH needs to have his INR monitored closely.


-t - Jan 26, 2005 9:05:35 am PST #7434 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Biscuits sound like a good idea, Jilli. However you want to spell them. Sip the coffee as slowly as you can and stop if you feel queasy. I use extra cream in my coffee in such a situation, as well. unless the thought is disgusting, as it sometimes is, then I have extra sugar.


Atropa - Jan 26, 2005 9:05:38 am PST #7435 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

biscuits

Ah-ah! Thank you. It's a sad, sad thing when an editor is too loopy to spellcheck. Which is why I didn't go to work today.


Connie Neil - Jan 26, 2005 9:07:25 am PST #7436 of 10002
brillig

Okay, Connie, I've perused our database

I've got the best secret resources in the whole world.


Maria - Jan 26, 2005 9:07:51 am PST #7437 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

Ooh, connie. You reminded me. That trip in May? Actually in SLC, at The Grand America Hotel on South Main Street, and I screwed up the dates, too. I'll be there May 16-19th.

It's what I get for not putting it on my calendar right away.


Steph L. - Jan 26, 2005 9:10:35 am PST #7438 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I've got the best secret resources in the whole world.

Heh. And if you have specific drug-drug interaction questions, I can find them super-quick.

ION, I took my Dad to lunch at the Cheesecake Factory today, because Monday was his birthday. I am so full and I need a nap. I see no nap in my future. My naplessness makes me sad. But my lunch makes me happy.