Willow: Yes. Hi. You must be Angel's handsome, yet androgynous, son. Connor: It's Connor. Willow: And the sneer's genetic. Who knew?

'A Hole in the World'


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.


vw bug - Mar 08, 2005 6:25:51 am PST #5045 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

I have just completely redecorated my living room in my head. I hope Emily likes my ideas so I can start actually doing it. I'm so excited!


SuziQ - Mar 08, 2005 6:28:26 am PST #5046 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

By the time I got someone to explain how to get to you from where I had gotten myself, I was out of time to be able to visit and get to where I needed to be next. I'm just still kicking myself.

I felt like I was on the run all weekend, but had a blast!


Steph L. - Mar 08, 2005 6:31:25 am PST #5047 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Happy International Women's Day

Ooooh. We get a day? A *whole* day?

I feel much less marginalized now.


Aims - Mar 08, 2005 6:31:37 am PST #5048 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

"My Boobs are Shrinking and Other Realities of Depression"

THIS NEEDS TO BE A BOOK!


Aims - Mar 08, 2005 6:32:22 am PST #5049 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Happy International Women's Day

Ooooh. We get a day? A *whole* day?

I think I'll celebrate by reading and wearing pants. But tomorrow! Back to the kitchen and no shoes for me!


erikaj - Mar 08, 2005 6:32:40 am PST #5050 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I figured that is what happened. I hate the no-sense-of-direction-having thing. But it's a learning disability. I'm stuck with it. I did not figure this out till I tried to go on bus training three different times.(Ok, so I'm lost but persistent)


askye - Mar 08, 2005 6:41:01 am PST #5051 of 10001
Thrive to spite them

It's Women's History Month.

Several years back my town used to have a Women's History Month festival kind of thing, but then they stopped -- maybe lack of partcipation. I'm trying to think if it happened around the time the feminist/queer bookstore closed (the owner closed it for health reasons and there's never been another. I loved that bookstore).

The airport here had a dedication ceremony for the bust of Amelia Earhart that was added to the aviation museum.


§ ita § - Mar 08, 2005 6:43:46 am PST #5052 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

It wasn't even a joke. I thought you did mean compote. Lee, it doesn't have to have figs -- that's like disliking cupcakes because they're chocolate (okay, maybe the cupcake example is completely unrealistic).

When I saw a picture of myself at an uncle's funeral that came in the middle of me taking too-large doses of narcotic painkillers and trying to deal with the knee injury, I had collarbones that could have cut glass.

It was pretty horrible, and I can't believe no one told me.


Aims - Mar 08, 2005 6:45:55 am PST #5053 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

*sigh* I need a cut and color.


Aims - Mar 08, 2005 6:48:03 am PST #5054 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I had collarbones that could have cut glass.

I looked like this when I was going through my at-the-gym-for-an-hour-everyday-consuming-1000 callories-a-day-taking-4-Xenadrine-a-day phase. No one told me either. I looked like a bird. But then, I look at the pictures and say, "See? Right here? Flabby and gross. Soooo fat."