happy birthday -t, Kristin and Maria
Faith: A kid. Angel's got a kid. Wesley: Connor. Faith: A teenage kid born last year. Wesley: I told you, he grew up in a hell dimension. Faith: Right. And what, Cordelia spent her last summer as… Wesley: A divine being. Faith: Uh-huh. Can I just ask--What the hell are you people doing?
'Why We Fight'
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.
beth b - Feb 11, 2005 9:03:35 pm PST #600 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Lee - Feb 11, 2005 9:06:54 pm PST #601 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday -t, Kristin and Maria!
Lysana - Feb 11, 2005 9:22:53 pm PST #602 of 10001
Hellbound Equal-Opportunity Nookie Hog
Happy birthday to -t, Kristin and Maria!
MY WORLD IS A CROTCH!
Dude? A Scottish accent from an Indian mouth will break the strongest brain.
Cashmere - Feb 11, 2005 10:37:28 pm PST #603 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
2 a.m. vomiting baby.
2 sheet changes, including mattress pad.
2 sleeper changes.
2 shirt changes for Mommy.
Baby sleeping. Mommy, NSM.
No articles or pronouns.
Lee - Feb 11, 2005 10:40:34 pm PST #604 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
{{{Cashmere}}}
Cashmere - Feb 11, 2005 10:42:03 pm PST #605 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Thanks, Lee. I'm actually ok. Owen is a bit worse for wear. He's so exhausted. I hate the feeling of holding that tiny heaving body. No fever, though, which is good. I'm up washing the sheets now.
Topic!Cindy - Feb 12, 2005 1:15:45 am PST #606 of 10001
What is even happening?
Oh, Cashmere. Stomach bugs are the worst, but they're worse still in the middle of the night, and I know you're missing hockey, but man you've gone for the hat trick of stomach bugs--in a child who is too young to tell you, "I'm gonna frow up," or to aim. Damn. I'm so sorry. I hope he feels better soon, and I hope you get some rest.
Topic!Cindy - Feb 12, 2005 2:46:41 am PST #607 of 10001
What is even happening?
Happy Belated Birthday, -t!!!
Happy Birthday, Maria!!!
Happy Birthday, Kristin!!!
Nora Deirdre - Feb 12, 2005 3:17:03 am PST #608 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Birthday happies for all! Sympathy gronk for Cashmere. I am at work. But I have a new cell phone to play with, yay!
billytea - Feb 12, 2005 3:25:26 am PST #609 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Happy birthday, birthday people!
Hee! Hi, billytea. I'd COMM that, but I think I'm COMMing too much, lately.
What sort of excuse is that?? "No thanks, I'm trying to give them up"? Feh. Feh, I say! Get thee to a COMMery!
Wow, I really didn't know that, bt. (Is it shallow that it's less cool because vultures aren't so beautiful?)
Vultures are gorgeous creatures. So fascinating. New World vultures have one of the keenest senses of smell in the world, while Old World vultures can't smell at all. Their stomach acids are strong enough to kill anthrax. One species uses tools to break into ostrich eggs. Another cracks heavy bones on rocks to get at the marrow. And then there's the black vulture, which is not only one of the few truly monogamous creatures, but if any of them actually does try anything on, the others all start beating on it until it gets the message. Swans, honestly, just don't have the personality of a good vulture.
Um. There may be an answer in there. It's probably one of those 'Magic Eye' deals.
Ah, billytea has read "Monstrous Regiment"!
'Tis true! And penguins were mentioned. How can I resist?