She's terse. I can be terse. Once in flight school, I was laconic.

Wash ,'War Stories'


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.


Lee - Oct 21, 2005 1:16:45 pm PDT #9787 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Yowch.

Now do you see why I like Sparky1?

Sadly, the real problem people seem to be in NY, so I am not sure the baked good scheme would work. I'd be willing to try though.


beth b - Oct 21, 2005 1:32:09 pm PDT #9788 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

my cat is very insulted. I had to change the bed - so I ever so nicely removed him so he wouldn't be disturbed. so he promptly hopped back up on the bed. and he got caught under every layer being put on the bed . Now he is clinging to the bed for dear life and giving me the evil look - because I might disturb him again


Aims - Oct 21, 2005 1:33:29 pm PDT #9789 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Poor Percy-cat! I'ma come steal him.


JohnSweden - Oct 21, 2005 1:36:06 pm PDT #9790 of 10001
I can't even.

Now do you see why I like Sparky1?

I saw plenty to like before, but the hidden, roiling darkness is quite compelling, I agree.


Aims - Oct 21, 2005 1:37:39 pm PDT #9791 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

And it's a lot of darkness in that teeny package. I'm learning that smaller = the eviler. See also: Kristin T.


Sparky1 - Oct 21, 2005 1:42:27 pm PDT #9792 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Being teeny means the roiling darkness builds up to a higher pressure faster, and it needs an outlet. Today, Perkins' co-workers, tomorrow the world.


beth b - Oct 21, 2005 1:45:27 pm PDT #9793 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Poor Percy-cat! I'ma come steal him.

not sure he'd like that. between Ollie and Em he might have to learn to climb


P.M. Marc - Oct 21, 2005 1:48:07 pm PDT #9794 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

I've totally looked up breastmilk recipes before, when searching for something I could in theory make for Lillian's first birthday.

True story.

But then, I draw my personal squick line at placenta eating.

I mean, I can justify liver, just barely (because I like the taste--I just can't think about its function for too long), but the home-grown disposable filtering organ is right out.

Hell, I only wanted to see mine to mentally give it the finger for that whole bedrest thing.


Aims - Oct 21, 2005 1:48:16 pm PDT #9795 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Just Em - Elliot's pretty laid back. As long as there are 2 food bowls, he doesn't care.


Burrell - Oct 21, 2005 1:53:00 pm PDT #9796 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Double-bag that diaper for extra soaking-in-it power.

No more diapers, at least not during a school day. She's officially potty-training right now. So even though she is very good about peeing in the potty, the chances of getting wet have just gone up considerably.

WRT breastmilk cottage cheese: I assume it would be for the kidlet, not for general consumption.

Plei, Franny had no signs of food allergies so I started her on yogurt at 9 months or so (it began with a course of antibiotics, as I wanted to repopulate her wee digestive tract). Which I guess is a mememe way of saying you can probably use regular ol' milk for Lilybean's birthday cake.