If the apocalypse comes, beep me.

Buffy ,'Selfless'


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.


Stephanie - Oct 22, 2005 4:38:03 am PDT #9883 of 10001
Trust my rage

Timelies, all!

It rained and rained and rained here last night, with lots of thunder and lightening. i love thunderstorms so much, especially at night. This morning, the roads are all so foggy that you can't see more than maybe 15 feet. If only it was 10 degrees colder, I'd be in weather heaven.


vw bug - Oct 22, 2005 4:43:56 am PDT #9884 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, that sounds lovely, Stephanie.

I need to sweep up all the dust bunnies and cat/dog hair. Someone make me, 'cause I don't feel like it.


Cashmere - Oct 22, 2005 4:51:30 am PDT #9885 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I need to sweep up all the dust bunnies and cat/dog hair. Someone make me, 'cause I don't feel like it.

vw, sweep them up now before they become tumbleweeds. /voice of experience


vw bug - Oct 22, 2005 5:04:52 am PDT #9886 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Bwah!

Sweeping now. Just finished the living room...the bathroom is next (after a good shake-out of the rugs).

It's kind of funny. I'm having this afternoon tea today, and I was telling my therapist about all the cleaning I had to do beforehand for things to be perfect. She said that I needed to leave one big dust bunny in plain sight in order to help myself learn to live with imperfection. Instead, I'm not dusting; I just couldn't do the big dust bunny thing. So, people, when you come over and see that my house is not dusted, blame my therapist, not me.


billytea - Oct 22, 2005 5:09:39 am PDT #9887 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.

So, people, when you come over and see that my house is not dusted, blame my therapist, not me.

I like this as an excuse. I may have to use it. So if anyone comes over to my place and it's not dusted, you can blame vw's therapist too.


Deena - Oct 22, 2005 5:11:31 am PDT #9888 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

So, people, when you come over and see that my house is not dusted, blame my therapist, not me.

Oh, that's much better than saying it's the maid's day off. I'm going to use that.

Cash, no worries. I had no trouble with the site. It looks like the Dankso Professional is reasonably affordable and would be good for his feet. I think I'm going to try to find somewhere around here that he can try them on first, just to be sure.

eta: x-posty goodness! Would have been at the same time, too, if it weren't for those meddling kids!


brenda m - Oct 22, 2005 5:15:06 am PDT #9889 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Deena, I was just scrolling down to recommend that exact shoe. Danskos are the fucking bomb. I just bought a new pair last week. So comfy for standing and walking a lot, and they last for ages.


vw bug - Oct 22, 2005 5:18:58 am PDT #9890 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Yes! Feel free to use it. She would love to know that I am passing along the goodness of her wisdom.


Lee - Oct 22, 2005 5:24:08 am PDT #9891 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Gronk.


Burrell - Oct 22, 2005 5:25:08 am PDT #9892 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Ugh. The baby and I are awake, in fact we just had a major snuggle session on the bed. But I so need coffee if this is really it and I am up for the day.