Drunken people should not be allowed access to email. This is the conclusion of my mortification after worriedly checking my "Sent Mail" folder this morning.
I'd give more details, but the pain is too fresh.
Wesley: And how does your kind define love? Demon: Same as all bodies. Same as everywheres. Love is sacrifice.
'The Girl in Question'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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.
Gris - Jul 29, 2005 1:14:56 pm PDT #3810 of 10001
Hey. New board.
Calli - Jul 29, 2005 1:20:55 pm PDT #3811 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
{{{wv and Toto}}}
Yay ChiKat and Jars!
Also, if anyone ever sees me posting here, or anywhere else, about having my credit card nearly paid off? Please hit me upside the head with a cricket bat. It's clearly considered taunting by the financial fates, and I've been handed a cracked cylinder head in my car's engine by way of retribution.
On the upside, the weather's cooled off dramatically, and I have all my apartment windows open and fans going. It's all gray, damp, and lovely. Also, at one point today there was mud pie, which in Elmo's Diner terms means an undercooked brownie-like filling in a chocolate graham crust with vanilla ice cream and fudge topping. So, in short, I still believe in a Divine Power, whatever name you care to give Him/Her/It.
Aims - Jul 29, 2005 1:27:12 pm PDT #3812 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
DavidS - Jul 29, 2005 1:28:46 pm PDT #3813 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
As long as you didn't make a fool of yourself, Gris.
Lilty Cash - Jul 29, 2005 1:29:43 pm PDT #3814 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Oi.
So I just made a total scene when my mom's friend came for Cat. I had to dig her out from under the bed because she figured something was up, and then hung on to me for dear life. I really REALLY wanted to be a grown-up about it, but it was like I was bawling before I even had a choice. She was really good and got right into the carrier and everything. My mom's friend felt awful- I don't think she expected me to be all super-emotional, but I STILL can't stop crying and I feel like a fucking jackass.
Then my mom waited until after she left and got all quiet and asked if I hated her now, which of course made it even worse.
Someone tell me I'm stupid for being such a wuss and I'll stop. For seriously. (Also, sorry for the mememe.)
Gris - Jul 29, 2005 1:29:44 pm PDT #3815 of 10001
Hey. New board.
Doesn't the "mortification" pretty much imply that of course I did?
DavidS - Jul 29, 2005 1:29:58 pm PDT #3816 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT!!!
You're going to make Trudy cry.
Gris - Jul 29, 2005 1:30:39 pm PDT #3817 of 10001
Hey. New board.
Aww. Separating from petlings is so hard, Lilty. I'm sorry.
DavidS - Jul 29, 2005 1:30:39 pm PDT #3818 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Doesn't the "mortification" pretty much imply that of course I did?
Yeah, I was just practicing my backhand by tossing a little salt in the wound.
EpicTangent - Jul 29, 2005 1:31:57 pm PDT #3819 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT!!!
GC and Trudy will be so jealous! (Or sickened, could go either way I guess).
{{vw & Toto, & Fate-Temptress Calli}}
Yay for ChiKat & Jars!
I'd give more details, but the pain is too fresh.
I'm so intrigued right now.
But respecting your space. No, really.