Eep! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* for Emma!
Gwen: Demon, OK? The whole nine—cloven feet and horns and teeth. He wasn't wearing lamé though. Lorne: Yeah, the evil ones can't pull it off. It gets camp.
'Harm's Way'
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.
Polter-Cow - Aug 15, 2005 5:10:30 pm PDT #6578 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
vw bug - Aug 15, 2005 5:10:39 pm PDT #6579 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
{{{{Aimee and Em}}}} Poor both of you!
Ginger - Aug 15, 2005 5:11:50 pm PDT #6580 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Poor Em and poor sleep-deprived Aimee.
DavidS - Aug 15, 2005 5:14:55 pm PDT #6581 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Sleep, I miss you so.............
Aww, you poor kids. You know a Motrin and Benadryl cocktail will knock her ass out for about five hours. And it's completely safe.
brenda m - Aug 15, 2005 5:16:55 pm PDT #6582 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
There is literary precedent for that. Ahab says it about the whale: "He tasks me."
And it's in the sense of "he instructs me to do something" or something along those lines? Not "he burdens me"?
Anyway, I can no longer flinch at tasking when there are people in the world who say incent.
billytea - Aug 15, 2005 5:17:26 pm PDT #6583 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.
I hope Em feels better soon, Aimee.
Aims - Aug 15, 2005 5:19:56 pm PDT #6584 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Thanks guys.
David, I'm hoping the amox knocks her out. But, Joe's on Em-duty once he gets back from Rite-Aid.
Cashmere - Aug 15, 2005 5:20:56 pm PDT #6585 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Oh, Aimee. {{{{Em}}}} Poor thing! Poor you! I hope she's ok and you can get some rest.
brenda m - Aug 15, 2005 5:22:49 pm PDT #6586 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Poor wee Em, and poor tired Aimee.
Amy - Aug 15, 2005 5:24:37 pm PDT #6587 of 10001
Because books.
Just back from hospital - Em's fever shot up to 103.3.
Poor baby! And it's so scary when they're that hot. You were completely right taking her to the ER. Here's to quick-working amoxycillin and some sleep for her tired mommy. {{{Em and Aimee}}}