I was under the impression that I was your big comfy blanky.

Oz ,'Him'


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.


Almare - Mar 23, 2005 7:10:51 am PST #8806 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

vw, beware of chicken soup! If you're stomach is still fussy, the chicken and the noddles would not seem as nice when you taste them the second time. NIce warm broth is good.

Get some sleep and feel better!


askye - Mar 23, 2005 7:12:08 am PST #8807 of 10001
Thrive to spite them

I'm not sure where the house was located -- somewhere up north (it was snowing) to my Southern ear they sounded New Yorkish. It was a neighborhood with lots of houses nearby, etc.


Connie Neil - Mar 23, 2005 7:12:56 am PST #8808 of 10001
brillig

Maybe I've just been lucky in my neighborhoods, but I've never felt seriously threatened when I've been out by myself at night. And I've walked ten blocks from the Downtown train station in Philadelphia to my boarding house at 2 AM. Twice. Granted, I was on a state of alertness comparable to DefCon 5 (or whatever the highest level is), but nothing pinged me as being potentially dangerous as I travelled.

I've had people offer me rides, I've been stalked, but no one's tried anything menacing. Hubby says I give off an air of "mess with me and die." I wish I knew how I did that. I can believe it of someone like ita who's trained and all, but I'm a short fat woman who talks big but has no training. Occasionally I have a knife. But that's it.


P.M. Marc - Mar 23, 2005 7:17:23 am PST #8809 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

SS card and birth certificate I understand, because they're so rarely used.

I use both of mine on a fairly regular basis. (The birth certificate because I don't *have* a passport, and the SS card for work things.)

Though it occurs to me that I'm not actually sure where I've put my SS card at the moment.

Hmm. Must find that.

My birth certificate looks like a credit card. It's plastic, not paper. My certificate of foreign birth (which I stopped travelling with after 9/11) is probably with my SS card. I cleared a bunch of non-essential things out of the purse before our last roadtrip and put them somewhere "safe".


Almare - Mar 23, 2005 7:18:10 am PST #8810 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

MMmmm Tiramisu ice cream. Creamy goodness

+ It's cheaper than crack cocaine


beathen - Mar 23, 2005 7:19:37 am PST #8811 of 10001
Sure I went over to the Dark Side, but just to pick up a few things.

Tiramisu ice cream

OMG - That's my favorite kind!


Gudanov - Mar 23, 2005 7:19:43 am PST #8812 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

My SS card is actually in my wallet. My birth certificate is in my safe. I should probably put my SS card in my safe as well. It's fun having a safe. It has the dial with the numbers and everything.


P.M. Marc - Mar 23, 2005 7:20:29 am PST #8813 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

My SS card is actually in my wallet. My birth certificate is in my safe. I should probably put my SS card in my safe as well. It's fun having a safe. It has the dial with the numbers and everything.

I should check the safe. They could be in the safe.


Almare - Mar 23, 2005 7:42:00 am PST #8814 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

A fellow Tiramisu fan! Yayness!


brenda m - Mar 23, 2005 7:42:09 am PST #8815 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

But, the parents were right there, watching on monitors what was going on. Still, kinda fucked up. One teenager, I think she accepted a ride from a guy out in THE MIDDLE OF THE COUNTRY. If it hadn't been a set-up, she would be dead. And in that instance, if I was stupid enough to have gotten in the car and it was a set up, I'd learn real quick.

It's not about whether they were in any actual danger. I just - I can't even adequately describe how revolting I find this idea, even if they're totally safe, even if it's for their own good, even if they learn a valuable lesson, etc., etc.

Seriously, I'm not sure I could ever speak to someone again who did something like that to me.