Buffy: Where are the burgers? Riley: Yeah man, I'm starving. Cow me. Xander: I'd love to make with the moo but the fire's not cooperating.

'Lessons'


Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath  

[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.


erikaj - Feb 16, 2005 9:25:19 am PST #1417 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

IMO, bad sign. Major trouble in "Paradise". I'm not sure what you should do, though, Heather. Well, you said distract you, sj. I may be distracted all day, now.


sj - Feb 16, 2005 9:25:45 am PST #1418 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Or maybe she's used to people worrying about her.

This sounds just as likely.


lisah - Feb 16, 2005 9:26:07 am PST #1419 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

Heather, I don't get the weird in it at all. Is it that she thinks you would call her mom?

Or does every interaction with her have a sheen of weird because of the hitting husband?


-t - Feb 16, 2005 9:26:09 am PST #1420 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

It is strange, Heather. However, it also sounds like the sort of thing I might say if I know I've been worrying people but right now I don't need to be worried about, if that makes sense.


Daisy Jane - Feb 16, 2005 9:26:56 am PST #1421 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Huh. I emailed her back and said I wasn't really fretting, just seeing what she wanted, and she said she was just joking- referring to the time her mother couldn't get a hold of her and called me panicked.

So...ha, ha. I guess. Still weird.


erikaj - Feb 16, 2005 9:29:29 am PST #1422 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

huh. Send her a bunch of-ma, just in case. That is something I do when I'm concerned about people and don't know what to do. It is still better than worry.


Deena - Feb 16, 2005 9:30:16 am PST #1423 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

I have slain the dread google beast and finished my research, written the letter into which the research had to be inserted, sent it off, and am on to the next project. I feel like vw!


Daisy Jane - Feb 16, 2005 9:34:11 am PST #1424 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Or does every interaction with her have a sheen of weird because of the hitting husband?

You know, that's possible. It just seems a little like, I don't know calling your mom to tell her you miss her, and having her go off, reassuring you about her health.


erikaj - Feb 16, 2005 9:36:25 am PST #1425 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I think you're right. Of course, she could be caffeinated or something.


sj - Feb 16, 2005 9:40:36 am PST #1426 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yay, Deena!