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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.


DavidS - Aug 20, 2005 6:43:05 pm PDT #7671 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Phew. Okay, erika's Soul Thangs 2 & 3 just needed more O'Jays and Barry White to reach completion. (As do we all.)


erikaj - Aug 20, 2005 6:43:17 pm PDT #7672 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Just curious, not trying to mitigate the stroking, but Hec, do you know many blue-haired women?ETA: Depends on what you want to finish, I think. But even so, I trust your instinct... I want my "First, Last, and Everything", after all.


Jessica - Aug 20, 2005 6:44:24 pm PDT #7673 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Uhm, you're the prettiest woman I know with blue hair?

Ha! ('Cause that would sound really backhanded if I didn't know you lived in SF. But I do, so thank you.)

Yesterday I was on my way to DSW, and this guy in front of me on the escalator kept turning around to stare at me. Like, eye-contact staring. Very uncomfortable. I was trying to avoid meeting his gaze, but he was right in my sightline, and so I finally just said "Why are you staring at me?" and he started shouting at me "Why you looking at me with that shitty expression on your face if you're having a bad day don't take it out on me..." and by that time I'd gotten off the escalator as fast as I could and into the store (where, thankfully, he didn't follow me), and the whole thing was harmless but incredibly disturbing, and I've felt self-conscious ever since every time I step out my front door.

(That's not the offline thing I mentioned earlier, but it sure hasn't been helping. Why must people be assholes?)


sj - Aug 20, 2005 6:44:58 pm PDT #7674 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Maybe I should call my old chiro and see what he says. Or call my doctor's office and see what the on-call doctor says.

Yes. You should. This doesn't sound like something you should let slide.


Lee - Aug 20, 2005 6:45:25 pm PDT #7675 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Does this work, Jess? [link]


DavidS - Aug 20, 2005 6:45:42 pm PDT #7676 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Just curious, not trying to mitigate the stroking, but Hec, do you know many blue-haired women?

Jessica answers for me...

Ha! ('Cause that would sound really backhanded if I didn't know you lived in SF. But I do, so thank you.)


Jessica - Aug 20, 2005 6:46:38 pm PDT #7677 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Thanks guys, but I think I just need to go to bed and hope I feel less like killing everything in the morning.

'Night.


erikaj - Aug 20, 2005 6:47:41 pm PDT #7678 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

I guess a few, then. Maybe I should do that. People stare, anyway.


P.M. Marc - Aug 20, 2005 6:49:22 pm PDT #7679 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Watching babies dream of boobie is the funniest thing in the world.

Now that she's bigger, it's harder to see her eyes rolling around in her head during REM sleep. Weird, the things you miss.

Cloth diapering continues. All we've had to deal with was wet, so it's been pretty easy thus far. We're on diaper #4 of the day.

Also, I have located the most ass-kickingest consignment store, and scored a NWT Classic Pooh dress for, like, a buck fifty. Oh, and some Beatrix Potter for 99 cents.


DavidS - Aug 20, 2005 6:50:47 pm PDT #7680 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Weird, the things you miss.

I was very resentful about the advent of teeth ruining the perfect gumminess of Emmett's babysmile.