Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


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.


WindSparrow - Jun 05, 2005 7:25:19 pm PDT #2832 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.

Hello, Ellie! Glad you could make it.

~ma, Fay. Be good to yourself.

ION Daniel just informed me that there is, indeed, a name for the cursor when it does that pointing hand thing. "Grab hand". There is something deliciously, rightfully, porny about that, especially as I am now so tired that I just hallucinated mine flipping me the bird.


Rio - Jun 05, 2005 7:26:37 pm PDT #2833 of 10001
Are you ready to be strong?

Heather, that's awful. I'm sorry.


WindSparrow - Jun 05, 2005 7:29:45 pm PDT #2834 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.

~ma, Heather. Best wishes for getting your immediate circs. to fall into line with your plans.


Lilty Cash - Jun 05, 2005 7:33:00 pm PDT #2835 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

Oh, shit, Heather. I'm sorry. Life ~ma on its way.


Cass - Jun 05, 2005 7:34:13 pm PDT #2836 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Oh that sucks, Heather but I am glad to hear that you have a plan already and sound like you are looking forward.

I want clotted cream now. I also want Mexican food. I have neither. I suppose that I am okay with that since I could go get food but am too comfy in my yoga pants and a hoodie. I want taquitos less than I want to put on a bra. It's a choice I find myself facing on a frighteningly frequent basis.


SailAweigh - Jun 05, 2005 7:34:26 pm PDT #2837 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Life~ma, Heather.


Maria - Jun 05, 2005 7:47:52 pm PDT #2838 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

Loads of life and work~ma headed your way Heather.

Lilty, I am so excited for you, and I'm so glad your mom understands. I'm partial to Italy, but the entire trip will be wonderful. This sounds like exactly what you need to get your mind off of things.


Daisy Jane - Jun 05, 2005 7:48:06 pm PDT #2839 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Thanks. Kinda done with the boss anyway. Prolly not just chance that I'd have gotten a raise next week. Really excited about the plan, which now that I'm not working I can talk about.

I love politics. LOVE IT! Most places tell you to shut up about them, but it's the only thing I'm passionate about. So I'm working on a campaign and doing community service (not the scary kind).


beth b - Jun 05, 2005 7:59:48 pm PDT #2840 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

life ma/work ma~~ to Fay

plan ma~ to heather

I really liked the second hairstyle Plei linked to - the slightly off center part often adds some life to hair.

Sat- Wed we were on vactaion/visting.

thur/fri we ripped up the rug in the living room- and scrubbed the whole thing on our hands and knees with TSP.

sat I worked/ DH had some fun.

Today DH and BIL changed some lights. DS and I did some garden work.

I am kinda glad normal life starts again tomorrow.


beth b - Jun 05, 2005 8:17:26 pm PDT #2841 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I forgot to mention: It is a sad day. I was wearing pants that I reliezed were 12- 15 years old. today they split across my left butt cheek. I did however, get my money's worth, esp since only a month ago DH was asking why I never wore them to work.