Spike? It's you. It's really you! My therapist thought I was holding on to false hope, but…I knew you'd come back. You're like…you're like Gandalf the White, resurrected from the pit of the Balrog, more beautiful than ever. Oh…he's alive Frodo. He's alive.

Andrew ,'Damage'


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.


Jessica - Mar 13, 2005 8:14:23 am PST #6322 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Ooh, overstock.com. I should not go browse there right now.

(I was over at a friend's new apartment last night, and he'd just installed 6.1 surround sound, and now I have envy. But I also have an astronomical Visa bill which I should probably get under control first.)


SailAweigh - Mar 13, 2005 8:16:14 am PST #6323 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Yesterday it was almost 70 and beautiful outside. Today we have four inches of snow.

Ah, springtime east of the Rockies.

I got a little lost wandering around aimlessly at Overstock.com.

I won't go there. I'd end up like that kid in the Twilight Zone episode that gets sucked into another dimension under his bed. You'd never find me again.

What for you needing nap, woman? I went to bed at 3, got up at 10 and I'm here!


Deena - Mar 13, 2005 8:20:29 am PST #6324 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

That's because you're young and springy, Sail. Wait until you reach my age, or, god forbid, Nicole's age. THEN you'll be wanting your naps.


Nicole - Mar 13, 2005 8:29:25 am PST #6325 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

or, god forbid, Nicole's age.

HEY!!

No. That's fair. I feel old today. When I met up with my Aunt this morning for WW, the first thing she said to me was, "You look like hell." Ah, family.

I went to bed at 3, got up at 10 and I'm here!

I went to bed about 1, fell asleep sometime after 2, briefly considered demolishing my alarm clock at 6:30, showered, drove in nasty weather, shivered A LOT, found out that (according to my Aunt) I look as bad as I feel, stood on a scale, found out that a diet of ice cream and fruit does not equal weight loss (who knew?), drove again in nasty weather and then shopped on overstock.

I've earned a nap, dammit!


Deena - Mar 13, 2005 8:36:58 am PST #6326 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Good lord, if anyone's earned a nap you have.


SailAweigh - Mar 13, 2005 8:40:43 am PST #6327 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

That's because you're young and springy, Sail.

Wait! Who changed the suspension on my body? Oh, maybe they did. I knew I felt awful bouncy for the end of winter when I went on my walk yesterday. But, just for the record, I'm 47. I think I've got a few years on both teh Deena and Nicole.

I'm looking at you, Nicole.

Get some sleep, damnit!


Nicole - Mar 13, 2005 8:48:43 am PST #6328 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

I love Bitch validation. LOVE IT!

Off to my warm bed.

whoosh

trips over clutter


Deena - Mar 13, 2005 8:54:20 am PST #6329 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

I'm suddenly reminded of Jonathan Winters on Mork and Mindy. What a horrible thing to be reminded of.


DCJensen - Mar 13, 2005 9:12:13 am PST #6330 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

The universe mocked me yesterday.

Saturday, I drove up to Minneapolis for a Diabetes seminar [link] and on my way back home, stopped at a grocery store.

I have had a small leak in my radiator. I've been topping off my antifreeze levels occasionally until I get it repaired or the Bars Leaks I put in the radiator halts the leak. I decide to check the level in the reservoir. But when I open the hood, the radiator is cool to the touch. Fearing that I ran out of antifreeze, I try the cap. Now, this isn't usually a problem as under pressure, it can't be turned. I was thinking it wasn't going to turn, so I tried.

It turned.

Whoosh! plume of lukewarm antifreeze all up and down my right side, soaking my face, hair, nice shirt, nice pants, nice boots, and every surface for about 6 feet.

You know how antifreeze is mostly glucose and alcohol?

Here I was, standing like an idiot in a parking lot at 20 F, holding a radiator cap. Cold antifreeze dripped off me as I reflected on my coming from a Diabetes seminar and getting coated with glucose.

I calmly took the 50/50 pre-mix from my trunk, and poured two gallons into the radiator and the reservoir. Then I walked into the grocery store to clean up a bit in their bathroom.

For some reason I did not get upset, I simply reflected on the irony of the situation.


Laura - Mar 13, 2005 9:19:01 am PST #6331 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

For some reason I did not get upset, I simply reflected on the irony of the situation.

This is admirable.

Hi bitches!

Yummy dress Maria!

I have to scroll back a bit now.