Buffy: A Guide, but no water or food. So it leads me to the sacred place and then a week later it leads you to my bleached bones? Giles: Buffy, really. It takes more than a week to bleach bones.

'Dirty Girls'


Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.  

[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.


Calli - May 06, 2005 10:57:22 am PDT #7746 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Sorry, Susan. I hope it clears up soon.

Speaking of throats, mine is feeling kinda sore and I'm feeling kinda feverish. I'm hoping I'm not coming down with something, 'cause I'm supposed to see Mom this weekend (Mother's Day and all that) and sick folks visiting chemo patients is majorly contraindicated.

Plus, hurty, a bit.


vw bug - May 06, 2005 11:12:30 am PDT #7747 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, poor Annabel! Hope she feels better soon.

I just sent off another resume. I think this one would be a really good fit. Here's to hearing back...


sj - May 06, 2005 11:19:34 am PDT #7748 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Much job~ma, vw!

Much get-well~ma, Annabel!


Daisy Jane - May 06, 2005 11:24:46 am PDT #7749 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

WARNING: EXTREME CUTENESS AHEAD!!

Outside at last. Hey what's that over there!?! I found a leaf; it's the best leaf ever. Yay! Stick! The end.


Atropa - May 06, 2005 11:25:11 am PDT #7750 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Job~ma for vw!

Get better soon~ma for Annabel!

And congrats to Fay! (With a side-helping of finding-the-documents~ma, of course.)

So! Anyone have suggestions for where I can find a good lunchbag sort of thing? One that I could customize with a Nightmare Before Christmas patch or something? One that I could put a lock on?

Yes, my luch was stolen AGAIN. Or thrown away. I don't know which. All I know is that the plastic bag holding my lunch wasn't there.

(I don't want to use my Lenore lunchbox, because what if it gets stolen? Plus, it's not quite big enough to hold the food containers I prefer.)

grrrr. SO angry.


Aims - May 06, 2005 11:26:41 am PDT #7751 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

That's it. Someone's getting a smite in the face.

I have no ideas on the lunchbox. Maybe one of those industrial, construction worker lunchboxes? Or maybe a fancy cooler that you can keep at your desk?


Atropa - May 06, 2005 11:27:28 am PDT #7752 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

(And oh. my. god, what a cute puppy.)


Aims - May 06, 2005 11:28:07 am PDT #7753 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

(totally cute puppy)


Calli - May 06, 2005 11:28:39 am PDT #7754 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I think putting in a regular bag lunch with a thing of chocolate pudding laced with Ex-lax would be the way to go. Jilli. Why should you have to buy nifty new stuff, yet not so nifty that you'd mind losing it, just because one of your coworkers is a petty-larcenous git?


Susan W. - May 06, 2005 11:29:25 am PDT #7755 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

DH thinks you should follow Aimee's cooler suggestion, then also plant a dummy lunch in the fridge. Not with anything that'll actually make the thief sick, but otherwise as disgusting as you can make it--say a sandwich with moldy cheese and a thick lacing of tabasco sauce.