I like money better than people. People can so rarely be exchanged for goods and/or services!

Willow ,'Showtime'


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.


Cass - Aug 22, 2005 8:47:38 pm PDT #7989 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 get the same reaction along with vicious tummy-ick.
I got a few seconds of, "Shiiiiiiiiiny..." followed by a whole lot of, "Well it doesn't hurt so I'm just going to try and find a corner to twitch in." It wasn't something I ever want to try again.

The fizzy is giving way to spasmatic so it's another 10 minutes in the tub for me and then hopefully bed.

Are you feeling better tonight, K?

I had a hard time not wondering why Sammie hates me so much.
Ick on the kitty mess, Andi. (Calling you just "Wind" sounds odd to me sometimes and I don't feel like typing out the whole sparrow-ness of it. But obviously I will type out a parenthetical longer than the sentence it refers to because I am lazy, but pendant.) I've cleaned up many a cat mess but I always wonder the same thing. I take it very personally. And sometimes I think they mean it personally but sometimes not.


Pix - Aug 22, 2005 8:56:10 pm PDT #7990 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Cass, yes, feeling better. Needing sleep, though. nighty night...


beth b - Aug 22, 2005 9:21:38 pm PDT #7991 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

{{GC}}

{{Aimee, fay, askye, cass}}

geezes, I guess I shouldn't go on vacation


Cass - Aug 22, 2005 9:38:18 pm PDT #7992 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.

geezes, I guess I shouldn't go on vacation
This was not the lesson I was going for...

I am trying to mentally edit an iPod playlist before burning it. There is a disconnect somewhere. I need to add *something* to have it make sense or end it on a different note.

I've lived without a bathtub before and I could again. For instance, if I had to choose between not having a bathtub or having a NotTehNookieAndSnuggles roomie, I could live without baths. But it would be close because baths are goooooood. I just don't like other people more.

Bath (and, well, lots of other things) also make back shut up however briefly and I am going to take advantage of this and try to sleep. Ignoring the siren call of You Don't Hurt Horribly and Don't You Want to Relax and Enjoy This, Possibly by Posting a lot or Writing Things. Because it is an evil siren call.


billytea - Aug 22, 2005 9:41:20 pm PDT #7993 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.

to MEEEEEEEEEE... For long, long hours. Mmm, I like his voice.

Ok, whatever they were doing to allow the President to call all the voters in swing states? I vote that we get that technology to the Bauer of Power, along with a list of Bitches. Possibly with a list of preferred reading matter.


Volans - Aug 22, 2005 9:45:11 pm PDT #7994 of 10001
move out and draw fire

{{GC}} Ease-ma to your grandmother.

Oh, man, and for tiggy and family also.

(grabs own sword and stands back-to-back with Kristin)


DavidS - Aug 22, 2005 9:50:31 pm PDT #7995 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I have a haircut appointment for 10 a.m. tomorrow

And just when I thought the world was entirely out of good news.

Ginger, your squirrel-in-bosom story helped cap a night of Bizarre Yet Amusing Accidents with my ex-MiL last night. You may rest assured that you have reached the Hall of Fame of such anecdotes, safely ensconced next to: The Popcorn That Popped Up the Nose; The Man In A Motorized Wheelchair Who Fell Asleep During the Lecture; The Woman Whose Nose Was Caught In the Subway Doors; The Cautionary Tale of The Teenage Girl, The Curling Iron and The Eyelash Curler; My Friend Diana and The Perils of Flirting With Your Long Hair Near the Pudding Bowl And the Hand Mixer, and, the ultimate - The Affectionate Cat, The Antiquated Gas Stoves in Queens, The Fireball, The Tub and The New Roomate.


WindSparrow - Aug 22, 2005 9:52:34 pm PDT #7996 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Cass:

Ick on the kitty mess, Andi. (Calling you just "Wind" sounds odd to me sometimes and I don't feel like typing out the whole sparrow-ness of it. But obviously I will type out a parenthetical longer than the sentence it refers to because I am lazy, but pendant.) I've cleaned up many a cat mess but I always wonder the same thing.

Thanks, for the sympathy. I hope you get your coverage settled soon, so you can get the medical help you need, and soon, too.

Calling me "Andi" works quite well. In person, you can use pretty much any name that starts with an "A" as long as I have a clue you are talking to me, I will answer. I've had close friends who habitually called me Annie or Angie, confusing me with other friends of theirs. But as I can't get my nephews' names straight (5 out of 7 of them have names that start with D) to save my life, I don't take it personally.

And now, sleep~ma for them that needs it. Including me.


Cass - Aug 22, 2005 9:53:28 pm PDT #7997 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.

Possibly with a list of preferred reading matter.
Yellow pages... IJS...

Though I still haven't called my (oh and quite married before a passle of Bitches swoon) friend with that voice.

Why does Leonard Cohen spoken stuff (Thousand Kisses Deep) sound like Keifer Donald Sutherland? Am I project-y girl with accurate aging now?

eta: the right generation


P.M. Marc - Aug 22, 2005 9:58:45 pm PDT #7998 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

Oh, man, Tiggy. Ugh. All the ma that's fit.

And just when I thought the world was entirely out of good news.

Oh, did I mention that I got a razored bob on Sunday?

Why does Leonard Cohen spoken stuff (Thousand Kisses Deep) sound like Keifer Sutherland? Am I project-y girl with accurate aging now?

They're both Canadian?

Leonard Cohen's speaking voice sounds like my Dad's.