And almost sixty-five percent of that was actual compliment. Is that a personal best?

Xander ,'End of Days'


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.


sj - Aug 20, 2005 11:21:50 am PDT #7614 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Susan, continued ~ma to you and your family. Take care.


Cass - Aug 20, 2005 11:27:44 am PDT #7615 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.

(I would love to claim shared-brain-ness with Cass but the truth is that I was taking notes in Natter last week. Just in case.)
You were taking notes on my brain? Did they make sense? I really do like the vacuum though. As much as I could ever like a vacuum given that I loathe the task.

Blergh just took meds and they were nasty tasting. Pills shouldn't taste.

Anything not Web-based just isn't getting done today. Bother. Though in about twenty minutes, I probably won't care too much. I'm going to take notes from the cat and just laze around.

Susan, continued strength to you. I agree that you should write the eulogy that means something to you for your father. And I didn't get to say so before but Dylan's writing about him was just lovely.


Nicole - Aug 20, 2005 11:28:55 am PDT #7616 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

Sorry, Perkins! I was playing literati and missed your request. When you get up, check for me on Yahoo IM if I'm not on AIM.

Cass, I saw ita's post to you about the Bissell Power trak and researched it online. Taking notes on your brain would involve much more research!


Polter-Cow - Aug 20, 2005 11:32:58 am PDT #7617 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Susan, ~ma for you. It is a hard time.

{{Cass}}

I just had a lovely conversation with my mom. I told her about my job search stuff, both the KC job and looking for temporary work in A2, and she was receptive and supportive. Or so it seemed.

I told her that the KC job was medical writing, and she asked what about my pharmacology training, and I told her they specifically wanted a medical writer with pharmacology experience. And then she said, "I don't understand why you didn't just become a doctor; you would have no problems now!" To which I instinctively replied, "That's great!"

About a minute of silence, and then she hung up.

Aaaaand things are back to normal again.


DCJensen - Aug 20, 2005 11:35:38 am PDT #7618 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

I wrote not only my dad's obituary, but also the eulogy, delivering it to the great surprise of my relatives who didn't know I could write a good stick, nor that I had a public speaking voice.

"We are all strangers, perhaps family most of all." -RAH


Jessica - Aug 20, 2005 11:35:42 am PDT #7619 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

El Wall del Spices has been completed! Pictures here.

I still have a drawer full of half-empty jars and sample jars from Penzeys, and another drawer full of Penzeys spices in bags ('cause I like to buy in bulk). But 39 spices are on The Wall! Woot!


Fay - Aug 20, 2005 11:39:16 am PDT #7620 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

(Yep, cake still good with the second slice. This time with even more silver baubles.)


DCJensen - Aug 20, 2005 11:39:28 am PDT #7621 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

"Thirty-nine tins of spice on the wall, 39 tins of spi-ice...take one down, toss it around..."


SailAweigh - Aug 20, 2005 11:41:56 am PDT #7622 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

{{Cass}}{{Tep}}{{meara}} Health~ma to you all. We should start a buffista hospice one of these days. We'd serve champagne or scotch (whatever your preference) and make everyone a queen by having them wear tiaras. No glitter allowed, though, I'd hate to see what it and some of the oogier products of illness could combine into.

Susan, it's good you got to the viewing. So nice to hear about the escort along the way, a wonderful sendoff for what sounds like a wonderful man. Strength~ma to you and yours.

Jess, I love that wall of spices. Where did you get the tins? Did they come with the names on them or did you have to write them on yourself? Details, ma'am!

"We are all strangers, perhaps family most of all." -RAH

So very true, Daniel.


sj - Aug 20, 2005 11:49:18 am PDT #7623 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I want a slice of Fay's cake.

P-C, good for you for not giving into the argument.