I love Aimee bunches.
Book: Captain, you mind if I say grace? Mal: Only if you say it out loud.
'Serenity'
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.
Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 11:50:02 am PST #7724 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
erikaj - Mar 18, 2005 11:51:16 am PST #7725 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Eek. I have a phobia about the Ashes... (Don't ask me why...they don't make sense, right? Phobias?)
brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 11:52:10 am PST #7726 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I'd want a funeral, but I'm more concerned about making sure the liquor is right than the ceremony. Other than that, I trust whoever is in charge of me to make the big calls, with the caveat that I'm by no means of a life-at-all-cost mentality. Organs - use 'em; remains - well, I'd prefer not to be left to rot in an alley, but whatever.
Gudanov - Mar 18, 2005 11:52:15 am PST #7727 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
We're buying the damned entertainment center we can't really afford that puts the components behind glass AND on top of the TV.
I love having electronics up high. Leif will still make makeshift piles of stuff to reach high stuff, but height will slow him down. Lately he has learned to blame things on his sister, but he hasn't learned to pick his moments yet.
tommyrot - Mar 18, 2005 11:52:42 am PST #7728 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.
I want my ashes to be baked into doggie treats and given to wolves.
OK, that was just the first thing that came to mind. Maybe I'll think of something better.
-t - Mar 18, 2005 11:53:12 am PST #7729 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I have eaten cremated human remains. Part of a funeral rite
Aims - Mar 18, 2005 11:54:02 am PST #7730 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I'd want a funeral, but I'm more concerned about making sure the liquor is right than the ceremony.
I want a wake. But no viewing. Party party party. Make a CD of VH-1's top 100 1 hit wonders, play it to death and dance and tell stories. Everyone wear a tiara.
-t is not invited.
brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 11:54:32 am PST #7731 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Eek. I have a phobia about the Ashes... (Don't ask me why...they don't make sense, right? Phobias?)
Yeah, my mom was the same way. We were under severe threat of hauntage if the idea even came up (dating back to long before it became an issue).
I could care less, as long as no-one puts me in one of those super expensive, crappy looking urns. Get me something from MoMA, or an old metal lunchbox or something.
Connie Neil - Mar 18, 2005 11:54:50 am PST #7732 of 10001
brillig
I want my ashes to be baked into doggie treats and given to wolves.
If I thought it was legal, I'd forgo the ash part and say, "dump me off in a remote area of Yellowstone and don't look back."
Aims - Mar 18, 2005 11:55:16 am PST #7733 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
no-one puts me in one of those super expensive, crappy looking urns.
Amen.