Oh, Aims. I'm so glad you made it home. Joe, thanks for the report.
Inara: We thought we lost you. Mal: Well, I've been right here.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
vw bug - Nov 02, 2005 5:06:48 am PST #2292 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
Connie Neil - Nov 02, 2005 5:07:22 am PST #2293 of 10003
brillig
Hugs to the Empress. I'm glad she at least got to see him and she didn't have to watch him linger. Now that the worst is over, she can start to heal.
amych - Nov 02, 2005 5:07:24 am PST #2294 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Thanks for posting, MM (and hey, good to see you!). My love to Aimee.
juliana - Nov 02, 2005 5:07:35 am PST #2295 of 10003
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
{{{{{{{Aimee}}}}}}}}
vw, I'm glad your boss is so cool and pro-you-taking-care-of-yourself. That is wonderful.
sj - Nov 02, 2005 5:07:57 am PST #2296 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Much love headed Aimee's way. Thank you for letting us know, Joe.
Connie Neil - Nov 02, 2005 5:09:29 am PST #2297 of 10003
brillig
And hugs to the Miracleman, for being stalwart standing fast.
askye - Nov 02, 2005 5:09:41 am PST #2298 of 10003
Thrive to spite them
((( Aimee)))
Much love and peach to Aimee and your family.
Calli - Nov 02, 2005 5:09:51 am PST #2299 of 10003
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
{{{Aimeé}}} Much peace to you and your family.
Deena - Nov 02, 2005 5:15:58 am PST #2300 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
{{{Aimee}}} I'm so glad you got to be with him. Peace and strength to you and your family.
Betsy HP - Nov 02, 2005 5:16:40 am PST #2301 of 10003
If I only had a brain...
I'm sorry, Aimee; I'm glad you were there.
It turns out that not only are there baby games, there are adolescent games. Last time I took my daughter to the grocery store, I decided I was a vampire. I spent the rest of the time in the store with my head set at a menacing angle, looking pointedly at my daughter's neck. She responded with angry cries of "Mom! You're embarrassing me!"
You can also still zerbert an adolescent. Especially if the adolescent owns cropped shirts. The thrill of the hunt is greatly increased, and mighty giggles are still the reward. Together with cries of "Mooooom!"