Or maybe you could just be Buffy, he'll see your amazing heart, and he'll fall in love with you.

Xander ,'Get It Done'


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.


Nicole - Mar 11, 2005 9:46:59 am PST #5987 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

Is it going to be snowing in Denver/Chicago/Ohio while I am there?

According to the ten day forecast thingamabob on weather.com, 50s and clear skies on the 18th and 19th but snow showers expected on the 20th.


Lee - Mar 11, 2005 9:50:32 am PST #5988 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

but snow showers expected on the 20th.

Huh. I hope I can still fly to Chicago that night.


beth b - Mar 11, 2005 9:51:30 am PST #5989 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

78 degrees here. with that super soft spring air that feel like the softest blanket in the world.

unfortunatley, it is a somewhat painful day as well. two friends of mine are breaking up - and the whole neighborhood knows and loves them both. we can guess why - they are polar opposites, but they have been together for a quite awhile. and since he is leaving, and yes it sorta looks like it is for someone else ( that also live in the neighborhood) there is a lot of "we don't want to take sides, but..."


§ ita § - Mar 11, 2005 9:53:39 am PST #5990 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Will you still have them on Sunday?

Not a chance in hell, even if Jess doesn't come pick it up.


Nicole - Mar 11, 2005 9:55:40 am PST #5991 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

I hope I can still fly to Chicago that night.

Shouldn't be a problem. Of course, that's only if they let you through security with the bundle of swiss cheese/bacon/mayo sandwiches that are hidden in your carry-on.

Today's fortune cookie: Your financial success will be earned with very little effort.

When, dammit?


ChiKat - Mar 11, 2005 10:01:31 am PST #5992 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

I now have hummus and a chicken shwarma sandwich. I'm happy.


tommyrot - Mar 11, 2005 10:04:17 am PST #5993 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

For a minute or two it was snowing very very hard. Like, a lot. Like, if I wasn't so tired I could think up better adjectives.


Steph L. - Mar 11, 2005 10:04:45 am PST #5994 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Is it going to be snowing in Denver/Chicago/Ohio while I am there?

I'm sure hoping not!


Laura - Mar 11, 2005 10:06:45 am PST #5995 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

So, should I spend the beginning of my spring break taking a nap or attacking the thousand things I want to accomplish during the next week or so?

Spring Break is the time to visit Florida. IJS

Since I arose at 6:30 this morning I have had a scared puppy huddled at my back screen door. She is terrified. We can't get near her without her growling and barking. DH did toss her a hot dog through a tear in the screen and she ate it. She is very skinny with the remains of an extension cord dangling from her collar. Apparently she chewed off her pathetic restraint and left home.

The 1 animal control person in my city is out sick today and the county claims they will be here as soon as possible. (yeah right) We have bunches of kids in this area and they all go through my yard. Poor puppy, poor anyone who gets too close.


Lee - Mar 11, 2005 10:08:20 am PST #5996 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Not a chance in hell

Sigh. At least I have tamarind balls and girl scout cookies.

I hope I can still fly to Chicago that night.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Cool.

Of course, that's only if they let you through security with the bundle of swiss cheese/bacon/mayo sandwiches that are hidden in your carry-on.

Brat.