Love makes you do the wacky.

Willow ,'Beneath You'


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.


Lee - Sep 01, 2005 7:53:56 am PDT #9991 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Ick, Plei. Maybe you can send a cat in after it?

I was sure this thread would be dead by the time I got to work.


EpicTangent - Sep 01, 2005 7:54:48 am PDT #9992 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Finally caught up after days and days, in time for the thread rollover. Cool.

Timelies All.

Things-coming-together-ma, Susan.

Things-will-be-great-try-to-stop-stressing-ma, sj.

Love Daria, always enjoy the nights when I can't sleep yet at midnight, and get rewarded for sleeplessness with Daria.

Joining in the thankful that -t's okay bandwagon.

Anybody else? Hugs, -ma, and glitter - distribute as needed.


Steph L. - Sep 01, 2005 7:55:56 am PDT #9993 of 10001
Without a plan, it turns out, a lot of decisions are really hard. Eliot might actually hate his shrink. Yes, Eliot is getting healthier or whatever, but at what cost? He used to be a mess of scar tissue and substance abuse, but he could get dressed in the morning without an existential crisis.

I am so cranky. God. I paw at the keyboard ineffectively and blah.

That's downright poetic.


EpicTangent - Sep 01, 2005 7:57:16 am PDT #9994 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Plei, could you use a big glass for capture and stiff paper (cardstock, greeting card, postcard) for containment? Or is that far too close for comfort?

Sorry I can't help in person. Spider capture-and-release is a specialty of mine.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 01, 2005 7:57:40 am PDT #9995 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Thanks, Tep! That helps.


Lee - Sep 01, 2005 7:59:35 am PDT #9996 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Is it dead yet?


Sparky1 - Sep 01, 2005 7:59:38 am PDT #9997 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Spiders I can live with. Ants bring out the mass murderer in me.


Volans - Sep 01, 2005 7:59:57 am PDT #9998 of 10001
move out and draw fire

Work-ennui free verse - the new haiku.

I think I had too much coffee this morning. I have a headache and I feel queasy.

I think you were at work way too early.


Steph L. - Sep 01, 2005 8:00:07 am PDT #9999 of 10001
Without a plan, it turns out, a lot of decisions are really hard. Eliot might actually hate his shrink. Yes, Eliot is getting healthier or whatever, but at what cost? He used to be a mess of scar tissue and substance abuse, but he could get dressed in the morning without an existential crisis.

Spiders killed the thread.


§ ita § - Sep 01, 2005 8:00:23 am PDT #10000 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I wish I could share my spider ignoration. There was one that lived in my bathroom and kept ending up on my bathrobe, and I'd shake it onto the floor every time I found it. I'm assuming it was always the same one, but it died in a cleaning accident a few days ago.