The whole earth may be sucked into Hell, and you want my help 'cause your girlfriend's a big ho?

Buffy ,'Chosen'


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.


billytea - Jul 06, 2005 4:35:14 am PDT #8684 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

That wooden box shipwreck thing sounds familiar, bt, but I can't place it. good luck with getting exactly the responses you want, not too much and not too little. I wish you to be the Goldilocks of dating.

Constantly being evicted from strange beds?


vw bug - Jul 06, 2005 4:37:03 am PDT #8685 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, Nora! That's just devistating. I'm so sorry. {{{Nora}}}


Lilty Cash - Jul 06, 2005 4:38:13 am PDT #8686 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

((((Nora))))


Nora Deirdre - Jul 06, 2005 4:39:45 am PDT #8687 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Lilty, I forgot to mention, that it was so great that you got that letter! I bet there will be more action with that company. It's always good to have a positive dialogue/line of communication open with places.


Lilty Cash - Jul 06, 2005 4:41:31 am PDT #8688 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

Thanks, Nora. I was thinking of jotting a quick acknowledgement email today, but I'm not sure what I'd write.

Dear Mr. Hiring Dude,

Thank you for not KILLING MY SOUL.


-t - Jul 06, 2005 4:44:45 am PDT #8689 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

{{Nora}} RIP Arthur, and hang in there Beeblebrox.

Excellent naming strategy, btw, Nora.

I forgot to congratulate you, Lilty, that's a great letter to have gotten. They really are keeping you in mind, and they'd only do that if you impressed them. i bet you hear from them again with something more suitable.


Nora Deirdre - Jul 06, 2005 4:46:44 am PDT #8690 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Thank you for not KILLING MY SOUL.

heh. I know that feeling well.

I kept contacts from places that hadn't hired me, but still seemed to like me, and would every once in a while (like every3-4 months or so) call them and let them know I was still interested in working with them, and is there anything on the horizon? I liked leaving voicemails, if possible, as I felt that was more of a low-pressure way of doing it. If I got a call back, (which I usually did) even just saying, thanks for your call, but we got bupkis right now, I was fairly confident that I wasn't annoying them. If I never heard anything back from them, I'd back off.


Polter-Cow - Jul 06, 2005 4:48:46 am PDT #8691 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

It was the last one. Most snoggable. Also, you look pretty fucking hot.

Yes! That was the one I thought you meant to link to, Hec. It was way hot.

I'm sorry about the kitty, Nora.


Fay - Jul 06, 2005 4:55:01 am PDT #8692 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

((Nora))

Poor wee Beeb. RIP Arthur.

"She peered inside the small wooden box and saw a wonder before her eyes; a dark stormy sea and shipwreck with few survivors. Then the sky opened up....."

Sounds like images from Twelfth Night, or The Tempest, but I guess it's not to do with those, so I go nothin'.

...am strangely drawn to this notion of embracing my inner redhead. Huh. Would require a total wardrobe re-think. which is kind of exciting.

Huh.


Nora Deirdre - Jul 06, 2005 4:57:12 am PDT #8693 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

thanks, y'all. I forgot for a while this morning how sad I was. But I'm pretty sad. he was such a sweet thing. I wished very much I could have lived with them. But, sheesh, those cats were outdoor cats before they knew what the outdoors was! I had them from itty bitty kittys - I took care of their mom (house-sat) just a few days after they were born, and I had first pick of the litter. Arthur was the greedy gluttonous biggest baby at Stevie's teet.

But he and Beeblebrox got along so well, and I wanted 2, so they could keep each other company while I was at work. So they never SAW the outside. But still they would ambush me whenever I came home and always, always, always tried to make a break for it.

Seriously. One would distract me, and one would get loose. It was very difficult having people over. "OK, when I open the door, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE inside!"

At my parents' they were free to roam, come and go, stalk various small animals and birds, get into scuttles, and lead the kind of glorious kitty life they seemed destined for.

Aw, Arthur.