I gave her everything... jewels, beautiful dresses -- with beautiful girls in them.

Spike ,'Sleeper'


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.


SailAweigh - Feb 20, 2005 9:01:12 am PST #2170 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

You could say, "I don't want to be dead," but the word "be" inplies that you do exist, in some state. It might be more accurate to say, "I don't want to not-be."

More accurate, but just as dead.


Daisy Jane - Feb 20, 2005 9:05:21 am PST #2171 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

The shuffle has been named Charlie, for anyone who might've cared, because it's wee and cute. This way if I get a mini, it can be Claire, and a big honkin iPod can be Hurley.

Right now he's loaded up with Izzard for when I clean the house in a bit.

I am not looking forward to work Monday. I made a fairly large mistake, which I pretty much took care of with a few wrinkles, but boss is still prickly. Also afraid of the impact it will have on my review in 5 months. Also, I think I may be coming down with something.

Ooooh, one nice thing though, besides Charlie which I adore beyond reason, Friday afternoon when I went up to the bar, 2 of Jon's regulars were up there. He doesn't really give them special treatment, but they come in early, and if it's fairly slow, Mr. H will make their martinis at their table and give them the shaker to top off their drinks. They're really nice guys who aren't needy or pushy. Anyway, they have an interior design firm. So, they said they had a present for us on Friday, a fur throw. I was thinking it was a fur throw like I've seen at Stienmart, but no. Huge comforter size Alpaca and velvet blanket, with a little note that said, "Thanks for all you do. It doesn't go unnoticed. We love you guys, C&M" It is of the awesome.

I think if I start to feel crappy about work again today, I'm going to curl up in the blanket and listen to Charlie and count my blessings.


SailAweigh - Feb 20, 2005 9:09:08 am PST #2172 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Heather, that sounds like just the ticket. What nice customers.


Deena - Feb 20, 2005 9:10:46 am PST #2173 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Oh, that is lovely Heather. I'm sorry about the work error, and the wrinkles. I hope the boss shakes it off quickly and applauds you for your quick-thinking in fixing it.

And, IOgN, the DVR just resurrected itself! It's working perfectly!


Ginger - Feb 20, 2005 9:12:13 am PST #2174 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Is it really mean of me to want to upgrade my own laptop and give the one we have now to the kid who needs a computer, instead of buying said kid (who is too broke to afford the computer he wants) a brand-new desktop system?

It is not mean. It is a perfectly reasonable solution that spreads the happiness around further. Go laptop. Choose laptop.

I have no idea when Oprah is on either. I'm going to have to look it up and set a recording, in part because I'm going to have to fast-forward through all the parts that aren't my niece. Oprah gets on my nerves.

Deena should also have a new computer.

I'm not really afraid of dying. I'm just afraid of my mother seeing my Visa bills.


Beverly - Feb 20, 2005 9:14:32 am PST #2175 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Aww, Heather, what nice guys. And what a great thank you. I'm glad you like your Charlie.

Yay for ZINGS, Deena.

DH is online on the laptop in the same room as me. He keeps reading stuff aloud from these health websites, while I'm trying to read and think and type. I love him dearly, but why won't he just go play on the desktop in his office? Doesn't he know this is my time to catch up with the people in the box?


Daisy Jane - Feb 20, 2005 9:16:16 am PST #2176 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

They really are the nicest guys, but Mr. H's regulars usually are. They're always doing stuff for us just cause.


Ginger - Feb 20, 2005 9:16:41 am PST #2177 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

And, IOgN, the DVR just resurrected itself! It's working perfectly!

Yay! But keep an eye on it. It may have come back wrong.


Beverly - Feb 20, 2005 9:18:06 am PST #2178 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Quick, Deena, put the DVR up high, somewhere the babies can't reach it!

Heather, five months is plenty of time for you to rescue your boss' bacon several times over, and make him appreciate you for the stellar employee you are. Not to worry.

Oh Ginger, if your mom sees your VISA bills and you do know about it? You get to giggle and smirk, 'cause what's she gonna do, kill you?


Strix - Feb 20, 2005 9:19:19 am PST #2179 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

I'm not afraid of dying; I'm afraid of pain, or a vegetative state.

Ugh.

So I didn't see Constantine last night; felt much to grubby for the ppublic. Instead I rented Resident Evil II, Hero, and Shaun of the Dead.

Shaun of the Dead wan't as funny as I wanted it to be, but I lovedlovedLOVED Hero. I want to design a unit plan around it, with Catcher in the Rye, and Joseph Campbell and The Oddyssey and talking about heroism and antiheroism! It would be SO COOL.

However, about 8 minutes into the film the subtitles turned from English in Spanish and I was freaking out, asI understand Cantonese (or Madarin, whatev) not at all, and only a little Spanish. But I switched to English for the Hearing Impaired, and it was ok. That fight in the forest -- man, that was just gorgeous. It was just a wonderful film.