Even my hair gets, like, wave, short. When it's long, it's too heavy, pulls it out.
Say! look at you! You look just like me! We're very pretty.
Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
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.
erikaj - Mar 23, 2005 10:46:03 am PST #8885 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Lee - Mar 23, 2005 10:47:13 am PST #8886 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
More!
Yay! I will send it to you when I get home.
Nicole - Mar 23, 2005 10:59:46 am PST #8887 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Double yay, Perkins!
Can someone send me a rush order of chocolate? Or a weapon?
Katerina Bee - Mar 23, 2005 11:01:15 am PST #8888 of 10001
Herding cats for fun
8888?
(edit) Go team me!
Finally caught up. My heart, she is all breaking for Deena and for -t. I send hugs.
What everybody else said about Aidan’s diagnosis. Plus I can offer one more thing I learned at that-there job I used to have: The learned ones with degrees who dispensed advice to parents of autistic children were forever recommending that choosing an “older, chatty girl” as a playmate would provide the best sort of companionship and peer modeling available. Socializing at preschool and daycare will be beneficial experiences for Aidan, but he’s already got a powerful Seekrit Weapon: his big sister, right there at home. He’ll be watching her and learning from her in an organic, unforced way all through his childhood. Hopefully he’ll model the cute things she says instead of the mistress-of-destruction thing.
ION DH and I are sitting here looking through Help Wanted ads and hurling our information out into the void hoping that somebody will like us enough to call. This feels approximately as bad as being a wallflower at the school dance.
PS - Deena, DH sends his regards AND a pat on the head.
P.M. Marc - Mar 23, 2005 11:02:52 am PST #8889 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
Lyra, that's (sadly) close to what's normal for me, but you might want to call your doctor and have it checked out.
The longer my hair gets, the more wave it has.
The result of this is that, when I have actually long hair, I frequently have to explain to hairdressers that I'm not growing out a perm.
Lee - Mar 23, 2005 11:02:55 am PST #8890 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
sj, my connection went away, and now isn't strong enough for AIM. I will be bac when I can.
Gudanov - Mar 23, 2005 11:03:02 am PST #8891 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Cute kids Deena and Cash! Kara looks less dangerous than I expected.
In kid news, Leif's new hobby is knocking over furniture. Luckily, the heavy stuff is mostly screwed into wall studs and can't be knocked over.
Steph L. - Mar 23, 2005 11:05:39 am PST #8892 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Can someone send me a rush order of chocolate? Or a weapon?
Nicole, are you me? Am I you?
(See LJ -- not Lyra Jane -- for explanation. One duck too many just nibbled at me, and now I want to smite everyone. EVERYONE. Including myself, because I'm annoying myself and therefore need to be smote. Meh. Bah. Grrr.)
Lee - Mar 23, 2005 11:08:09 am PST #8893 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Adds buy chocolate to the to do list for tomorrow.
Steph L. - Mar 23, 2005 11:10:54 am PST #8894 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Adds buy chocolate to the to do list for tomorrow.
Heh. I have chocolate at home. What I want is more pizza. Which I also have at home. (Really, I stocked up for you guys!)
I'll be giddy tomorrow, because I get PerkinsPerkinsPerkinsPerkins!!! And also SASASASASA!!! And then on Friday, CashmereCashmereCashmereCashmere and Big O.Big O.Big O.Big O.!!!
But today, I smite.