To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice, with pie.

Anya ,'Sleeper'


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.


Jen - Sep 25, 2005 11:02:43 am PDT #5000 of 10001
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you

{{{Emily}}} Call me if you need anything, OK? I'm thinking of you.


Susan W. - Sep 25, 2005 11:07:40 am PDT #5001 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

{{{Emily}}}

Short message because I'm almost flat on my back on the couch.

Shooting pain went through shoulder and neck when I flipped the towel over my head to dry my back after the shower this morning. I iced, took ibuprofen, and tried to go about my business, but driving to church it hurt so bad I was almost crying with pain, so I told the choir director I couldn't do it and had to go home.

It's OK lying down or standing up if I'm careful, but there's no comfortable way to sit. On top of the shoulder and back pain I get shooting pain up that side of my neck and all down my right arm.

Hate this.


WindSparrow - Sep 25, 2005 11:32:27 am PDT #5002 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.

Susan, hope you feel better soon!


vw bug - Sep 25, 2005 12:20:27 pm PDT #5003 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Jen, insent

Susan, good to *see* you! Hope you feel better soon.

Emily and I just went and got dinner at the Fair. I love our neighborhood. Emily and I got very diverse dinners - Tibetan food and a hot dog.


Sparky1 - Sep 25, 2005 1:11:41 pm PDT #5004 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Susan, I hope the pain goes away soon.

Emily, Cash and Cass -- you and yours are in my thoughts.

I have otherwise been a skippy reader of the past week's messages. The funeral in Dallas went fine, and my DH is now in KC sorting through material objects. I've been sick with an ugly cold for the past few days, and have come in to work to try and get something (anything) done.


WindSparrow - Sep 25, 2005 1:17:42 pm PDT #5005 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.

Punctuation for you, Sparky.


Lee - Sep 25, 2005 1:21:25 pm PDT #5006 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Welcome back, Sparky. I hope you feel better soon.


Amy - Sep 25, 2005 1:53:47 pm PDT #5007 of 10001
Because books.

{{{Sparky}}}

Susan, what a bummer! Keep up with the ice and ibuprofen.

Ben and I went to see Corpse Bride today, since I'm taking his brother to see Serenity next weekend, and we loved it. A complete delight. And then I napped with the baby when we came home, and I'm feeling very lazy and relaxed now.


billytea - Sep 25, 2005 2:42:53 pm PDT #5008 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.

The parents had hired a clown, Buki, to keep the many kids in attendance entertained. Monica came by later and pronounced, "Buki's the bomb! Buki killed!" The children were no match for Buki's hypno entertainment powers.

I found out only this weekend that my younger brother did a stint of part-time clown work when he was about 19. It seems the reactions from the kids wasn't as good as the one he got from the other motorists on his way to a gig. Apparently the low point was when one partygoer complained, "You're not a real clown! You smell like beer and you have a beard!" He did, however, have the agreement of his high school teachers. And he could ride a unicycle and juggle, which counts for something, I guess. The agency made him return the suit.

For billytea: [link]

Nice! I shall keep an eye out for it.


Cashmere - Sep 25, 2005 2:57:44 pm PDT #5009 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

It seems the reactions from the kids wasn't as good as the one he got from the other motorists on his way to a gig

I have a friend who is deathly afraid of clowns. She nearly wrecked her car when she saw a clown, dressed in full regalia on his way to a gig driving in a car along side her on the freeway.