Giles: Helping out with the dishes makes me feel useful. Dawn: Wanna clean out the garage with us Saturday? You could feel indispensable.

'Dirty Girls'


Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!  

[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.


SailAweigh - Sep 12, 2005 7:52:13 am PDT #2486 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Happy Birthday, P-C and billytea!


Cass - Sep 12, 2005 7:56:37 am PDT #2487 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.

Happy Birthday P-C!

Gaaah. I want to be able to fall asleep like I assume most of the population can. Easily, every night, without turning to pharmacuticals.
It is the most beautiful dream ever. But I think it's going to always be fictional in my life.
I ended up not needing to send the e-mail, as there was an e-mail from him just now asking me to come in to interview tomorrow. YAY!
Very yay!

It's a tea birthday today? eta: Read more clearly, it is bilytea birthday where the actual billytea is located?


Calli - Sep 12, 2005 8:33:51 am PDT #2488 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Happy Birthday, P-C!

I want to be able to fall asleep like I assume most of the population can.

Me, too. I'm trying to wean myself off of fake-o'dryll, since my allergies are fading with the end of summer. Unfortunately, that means my old nemesis, Stress Insomnia, has dropped by with a steamer trunk and no return ticket.


Topic!Cindy - Sep 12, 2005 8:34:07 am PDT #2489 of 10001
What is even happening?

It's a tea birthday today? eta: Read more clearly, it is bilytea birthday where the actual billytea is located?

Yes, Option B.

September 13, is billytea's birthday, and in billytealand, it's already September 13.


Nicole - Sep 12, 2005 8:34:18 am PDT #2490 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!

Better Mondays (through chemicals?) for Nicole.

Does chocolate count? Mass quantities of chocolate?

asking me to come in to interview tomorrow.

Yay vw!! What are you going to wear?

Must've missed that today was billytea's birthday also. Happy Birthday, billytea!!

{{{Tep}}}

I started to type out a detailed account of my crap day and then got sick of hearing about it and deleted it. It's sad when my own life disgusts me. Heh.


Strix - Sep 12, 2005 8:38:52 am PDT #2491 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Hey, I feel like the ghost of the Bitches! How is everyone? I'm subbing for the other English teacher, so I have access to a computer with NO FREAKING POP-UPS.

How is everyone?


ChiKat - Sep 12, 2005 8:39:17 am PDT #2492 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

{{{Nicole}}}

This might give you a giggle...

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Or, alternately, it could frighten you.


Gudanov - Sep 12, 2005 8:42:47 am PDT #2493 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

How is everyone?

Blech.

Oh something funny, Leif showed me his lighthouse imitation. He rotates around with his hands flipping open and closed over his eys like peek-a-boo.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 12, 2005 8:44:33 am PDT #2494 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Hey Erin! How goes teaching?

Oof. Just got off the phone with a friend who is having marriage troubles. She has anger issues, and he has retaliated by spending every night over the last week or so going to strip clubs, getting wasted, and striking up a friendship with one of the strippers. Oy.


juliana - Sep 12, 2005 8:45:09 am PDT #2495 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Leif showed me his lighthouse imitation. He rotates around with his hands flipping open and closed over his eyes like peek-a-boo.

Okay, THAT is adorable.

Today is one of those days where I wish I had my own little cave, stocked with booze and DVDs and a comfy couch/bed thing, so I could go hole up and not have to deal with anyone or anything. If there is a punching bag in said cave so I could work out the crankiness, so much the better.