Riley: No pulse. Anya: Yup. The space lamb got 'im.

'Never Leave Me'


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.


billytea - Aug 15, 2005 8:01:40 pm PDT #6611 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.

1. more lamb for you

True, unless one of us is cooking it.

1. Even your list is adorable.

Oh, I know that. It is, after all, my list.

2. You just made plans for November.

Hee. Not terribly detailed plans, but I like 'em. We'll see what she says. It's not definite; she's kind of flirtically-challenged.


beth b - Aug 15, 2005 8:21:59 pm PDT #6612 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

yay I have a good DH! I now have BTVS theme song back on my phone. finally the proper ringtone


sj - Aug 15, 2005 8:26:20 pm PDT #6613 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

It took me forever to find the BTVS ringtone on my phone. It was hiding under the Fox ringtones, instead of under the regular television ringtones.


Volans - Aug 15, 2005 9:20:13 pm PDT #6614 of 10001
move out and draw fire

flirtically-challenged

Hee. Does the AS have red hair?

Health~ma for Em and sleep~ma for Empress. Being a mother is like being a soldier - you grab sleep whenever you can, because sometimes you have to go for days without it.

Mal has jumped another plateau in cognitive and physical development. I was talking on VOIP to some friends Sunday night, holding my computer microphone in one hand and Mallory on my lap with the other. He watched me intently for a couple minutes and then grabbed the microphone, held it to his mouth the right way, and started talking. I died from teh cute.

Plans for today:

1.Attempt to get flat tire changed. We put the spare on, but now I need to take it somewhere and have them mount a new tire. I don't know the words for any of this in Greek.

2. Collect new crop of thong underwear off back porch and return it to owner.

3. Finish poster design.


billytea - Aug 15, 2005 9:27:05 pm PDT #6615 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.

Hee. Does the AS have red hair?

No, she's originally from Taiwan, where red hair is less common. I'm bearing up manfully under the disappointment, you understand.


Volans - Aug 15, 2005 9:40:34 pm PDT #6616 of 10001
move out and draw fire

It does sound like you are handling it rather well. Or, well, not handling the hair yet, but certainly hiding any disappointment you may have.

And hey, lots of cool people don't like lamb.


billytea - Aug 15, 2005 9:44:45 pm PDT #6617 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.

It does sound like you are handling it rather well. Or, well, not handling the hair yet, but certainly hiding any disappointment you may have.

I've never really mentioned here that I find many Asian women gorgeous too, have I? I'd hate for you to get the impression that I was a one-fetish wonder.

And hey, lots of cool people don't like lamb.

You run into a definitional problem here. It's like muffaletta without olive spread.


Volans - Aug 16, 2005 12:36:30 am PDT #6618 of 10001
move out and draw fire

OK, tire change was successful, if expensive. I need to get four new tires, really, but it will be cheaper to order them via the internets and have them shipped here.

The tire place was called the "Center of Elastics."

Underwear return successful. I ran into the other tenant, a guy by the name of Nikos Papadopoulis. He was wearing a t-shirt that said "Kiss me, I'm Irish."

I was able to distract him from asking what I was doing with a bag of the girls' underwear by asking him what he was doing with a box containing about 300 shot glasses. "Getting rid of my collection," he said. Nikos got married two weeks ago.


billytea - Aug 16, 2005 2:34:01 am PDT #6619 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.

Ok, maybe a little bit doomed.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 16, 2005 3:25:54 am PDT #6620 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Timelies!

{{Em and Aimee}} Hope they are sleeping as I type...

Hivemind question: Tom did some networking last week with a CEO with a cool company that deals with stuff that is quite connected to his background (AI, etc.) Tom is not on the hunt for a new job right now, he's pretty happy where he is, but I am thinking it would be good to send a quick email to the CEO saying it was good to meet him and basically saying, "keep in touch, your business sounds cool" so he can start building up his contact list in case Tom does want to make a change (or finds he has not choice but to do so) in the future.

Any thoughts about how to phrase it so that it doesn't exactly read like he's looking for something right at this moment, but could be interested in something down the road? Every time I try to draft something it sounds too much like wanting to get an interview next week.