Jayne: That's a good idea. Good idea. Tell us where the stuff's at so I can shoot you. Mal: Point of interest? Offering to shoot us might not work so well as an incentive as you might imagine.

'Out Of Gas'


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.


§ ita § - May 17, 2005 1:10:26 pm PDT #9587 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The snot idea may seem fine, but post nasal drip is a bitch. And not you know, fun.


libkitty - May 17, 2005 1:10:26 pm PDT #9588 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Popping in to say whoo-hoo a tad late to P-C. That totally rocks!

Plus ~ma to Fay, and anyone else who needs it.


Betsy HP - May 17, 2005 1:11:49 pm PDT #9589 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

Turns out, they kept it in my dad's sock drawer.

And that is how adolescent boys wind up dead. Especially depressed adolescent boys. Jesus.


libkitty - May 17, 2005 1:12:40 pm PDT #9590 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Post nasal drip has been my curse for the last two months. Can't decide if it's wacky allergies or the cold that wouldn't go away. In either case, you have my deepest sympathy and empathy.

Now, I must toodle because my Graceland CD keeps skipping and playing the same section over and over. It wasn't bad the first few times, but is beginning to irk. Plus, apartments don't clean themselves. Bummer.


EpicTangent - May 17, 2005 1:13:15 pm PDT #9591 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Be lucky I actually have no idea what I'm talking about, and so I didn't go into what histamines actually are.

See, now I'm actually interested in the subject, just, you know, can't breathe, so a little cranky.

Also, congrats on being so "Master"-ful!


Polter-Cow - May 17, 2005 1:15:53 pm PDT #9592 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Maybe I will do a blog entry on allergies. Hmm.


-t - May 17, 2005 1:16:14 pm PDT #9593 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I feel your pain, Plei. Well, not all of it, having no Tickybox to take care of, but the money stuff, yeah. I hate that.


EpicTangent - May 17, 2005 1:17:08 pm PDT #9594 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Can't decide if it's wacky allergies or the cold that wouldn't go away

Well, considering what this spring's been like so far for my sinuses, and as I understand it SoCal (where I am) is actually supposed to be better for allergies than other less-irrigated-desert-y places (not recalling where you're located here), my vote's for the former.

apartments don't clean themselves

If they did, I don't think I'd mindthe horrific prices to live in San Diego near so much.


EpicTangent - May 17, 2005 1:24:20 pm PDT #9595 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Maybe I will do a blog entry on allergies. Hmm.

I've inspired a man to write! Not exactly a sonnet to my beauty and grace, but it's a start.


SailAweigh - May 17, 2005 1:27:38 pm PDT #9596 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

P-C, congrats on the Master's!

vw, go you on finals and much job~ma.

Fay, all the anti-asshat-boss~ma in the world to you.

Susan, I can understand where you're coming from. I was raised around guns also and always took it for granted there was going to be 3 or 4 rifles and maybe a couple of assorted handguns in the house. Between hunting, target shooting and quick draw contests, we were never without. Usually, in the basement where my brother kept his reloading equipment. I was never interested in them, though, and just left them where they were stored by my brothers. It wasn't until I was assigned to the military police for nine months and ended up having to wear a .38 every day that I ever even learned how to shoot. Now, I have no guns at home, but if I did, it wouldn't be a big deal to me. I'm with connie, take the DH out with you when you go to play with the Bakers and maybe it will ease his mind some.