Deena, insent to your profile address.
Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon.
Angel ,'Not Fade Away'
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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.
dcp - May 19, 2005 6:44:40 pm PDT #223 of 10001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
Deena - May 19, 2005 6:46:52 pm PDT #224 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
back flung, d. Thank you.
I'm going to go... do something. I'll let you all know what's going on tomorrow as soon as I know.
WindSparrow - May 19, 2005 7:10:24 pm PDT #225 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Heart~ma to Deena's dad and peace~ma to Deena.
Aw, heck, you'll figure it out~ma to P-C.
Polter-Cow - May 19, 2005 7:23:46 pm PDT #226 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Thanks, Andi.
Heart-ma for Deena's dad.
Atropa - May 19, 2005 7:30:06 pm PDT #227 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Plei or Jilli, Which is closer to you, the Warwick Seattle Hotel 401 Lenora Street, or Sorrento Hotel, 900 Madison Street (at Terry)
What Susan said. The Sorrento has a *gorgeous* afternoon tea that I've gotten to indulge in twice.
Heart~ma to Deena's dad and calm~ma to Deena.
Lee - May 19, 2005 7:36:49 pm PDT #228 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Cool, since that is where I booked my room.
Afternoon tea, huh?
Yay!
Eddie - May 19, 2005 7:40:02 pm PDT #229 of 10001
Your tag here.
Hi Bitches! Nothing to report, carry on.
P.M. Marc - May 19, 2005 8:29:47 pm PDT #230 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
I've only driven past the Sorrento, but it's really pretty, and I dream of one day staying there. My baby is being cranky in the other room. This is unrelated, but makes me sad. I am trying to let Daddy comfort her, but I may sprint that way in a second if she's still crying.
Deena, dear, much in the way of thoughts and prayers and good wishes for your father. Fingers crossed and knocking on wood.
Lee - May 19, 2005 8:31:23 pm PDT #231 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You can come visit, Plei.
Ooh, maybe I can babysit, with Paul's help, and you could take a nap.
P.M. Marc - May 19, 2005 8:35:10 pm PDT #232 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
We have to hit Chapel while you are here, and have tasty drinks. I'll make sure to pump enough to leave the girl with Paul for an hour or two...